I love it when it snows 10-inches, even though all the news channels say we got 2-inches of snow. I shoveled it. I’m not sure where they measured, but it wasn’t outside in my driveway. Maybe they were holding the ruler upside down?
I love it when I get a Puerto Rico file and a Hawaii file on the same day. One is from a time zone three hours ahead and the other is from three hours behind. How convenient!
I love it when I get a file that appears to be written lightly in pencil, smudged a few times and then faxed on a fax machine that is almost out of toner. Awesome.
I love it when my husband is gone for the second week in a row, and this time, he’s in a time zone seven hours away.
I love it when Claire agrees to go down for her afternoon nap and then yells, “I hate you!” from her crib. Over and over. a) I’m not really sure where she got that from, and b) she’s too young to really mean it…yet. But, still it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
Is it time to go home yet?
Oh that’s right.
I live here. 
Edited to add: Maybe I posted that last one too soon? Now, she’s yelling, “I love you!” over and over. Such is the life of a toddler. 
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Sounds like one of those days!! Hope it got a little better for you.
I still remember the first time my oldest told me he hated me. Yes, I cried. Now I just tell him that I still love him. He will instantly say, “I love you too.” I know the day is coming that he will just think he hates me.
They’re quite fickle, aren’t they? ;o)
Hope things get better soon!
Toddlers can be such drama queens, can’t they?