The Wayfarer (mnfaure) wrote,
The Wayfarer
mnfaure

The flowers in my heart

Yesterday, Sprout refused to calm down during quiet time, which she was spending on the bed with me while I nursed Junebug.  I banished her to her room, where she proceeded to have a fit, vowing to find the "best solution"* to get out of her room.  I ended up letting her out to go the bathroom, and I went in there with her to talk it over.

Me: You are very upset because I made you go to you room.
Sprout, making her hands into claws and growl-crying: Yes, I'm so angry!
Me: I'm upset, too, and sad that we aren't able to have quiet time together. I didn't want to have to make you go to your room.
Sprout: Did I damage the flowers in your heart, Mom, when I didn't respect your sleep? I'm sorry!

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* J got home soon after, while we still working through it, and she told him, "I tried a million solutions to get out of my room! I tried this book, this cookie cutter, this sock!"
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