The Ozmerican Life

...that my only purpose in this house is for food and clean clothes.

I just heard Keira crying, her feet plop plopping across the floor on her way to the office where I'm sitting. I put my arms out, ready and waiting for her to come running to me for a big cuddle and telling her that it would all be okay.

I was the ready and willing consoling Mom.

She glanced at me with her tearful eyes, my arms out and open.... and then turned straight to Ava, who was sitting next to me, and grabbed her by the hand and brought her along out of the room. Ava then rubbing her back on the way out of the room saying, "Oh Keira, it's okay. I'll help you! Oh Honey, it's okay!"

Denied. Totally Denied.

Nice.