I should’ve stuck with my one worded answer

My voice shouldn’t have shook

My eyes shouldn’t have diverted to the floor

My strictness shouldn’t have subsided

She used to listen to me in the early stages of her life

Now, she sees me as nothing more than a joke

After her begging and pleading, I couldn’t contain myself any longer

Pouring a full glass of milk

Sitting at the table with five sugar cookies on her plate

My seven year old child is now running around the house

Due to my indecisiveness

I’ve created a monster