Man, it's hard to be a good parent.

"I love you, do you love me still?"

This is the card that I got from my son today. I scooped into a hug and said, "Of course I still love you! I will always love you forever, no matter how naughty you are, I will always love you."

I never had a good role model on how to raise kids. I think I'm doing pretty damn good considering. I tell my kids I love them a million times a day. I try to praise them when they are good, and I try to set boundaries and reasonable expectations for them.

What brought this letter on is that I yelled at him for doing something for the umpteenth time. I'm not going to tell you what it is, but know that it's disgusting and he's too old to be doing it. I yelled at him and told him that I'm sick of hearing myself yell at him, and that I don't want to do this anymore. I don't want to clean up his messes and I don't know what to do with him anymore. Harsh? Maybe... But seriously, if you only knew how many times he does this in a month.