Maybelle Crabtree here. “I hate you, Mommy!” I remember the first time my son, Matthew, said those words to me. He sat on the couch, legs crisscrossed. His arms folded across each other. His eyes glared at me. He said the words slowly, emphasizing each word. I was in the kitchen washing dishes. My reply was calm and nonchalant. “Well, I guess I’m doing my job right then.” I … [Read more...] about I Hate You, Mommy!