Sahara drew this picture while she was listening to Ryan and me hurling insults at each other. Me: "Talking to you is like talking to a slug. What a waste of time!"
Ryan: "Yeah, well talking to you is like talking to Satan. Except without the nice words."
Sahara: "Daddy? How do you spell "love" again??"
Ryan (to me): "A slug? Why did you say a slug?"
Me: "I was trying to think of the most stupid animal possible..."
Sahara: "Mom! Dad! Look at my picture! It's you and me all saying 'I love you' to each other! Do you like it?"
My heart: "CRRRRRRACK"
I mean, my daughter, five years old, had to sit there and draw a sweet reality on paper because her reality was so crappy. She drew what she wanted her family life to be like. The only good thing that I can find in this, is that at least I can SEE it clearly, at least it did break my heart, and at least I am now fighting fiercely to give her (and the other kids) the family life that they so desperately long for.