My husband and I are a pretty swell match. He’s the Type B to my A, the calm to my storm, and the overall yin to my yang. While we laugh a lot, play a lot, and love a lot, 15 years of marriage doesn’t come without a few heart scars. It can’t.
We’re human. We disagree sometimes. We argue, and not always behind closed doors. I know conventional wisdom warns us about the dangers of fighting in front of the kids, but real life arguments can’t always wait until the kids go to bed. And thank goodness.
Take a look at 7 reasons I don’t worry about fighting with my husband in front of our kids.
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