#39 Definitely A Bad Egg
Not my kid, but a friend’s. He was about three years old and he would give his mother a hard time, every day. One day, he’d driven her to tears, which was a rarity for her. She looked at him in the rearview mirror of her car and he was staring at her. He said, “Good. Cry more. I like it when you cry.”
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