And then she lost it… December 26, 2007
Posted by spacemom in : Kids, Fun with Crohn's Disease , trackbackMe or Soleil? I am not sure which one of us is going to go first!
She had a great day until 4:50pm. We went to our old town to put in her passport application. Note to parents. BOTH parents and the child have to be present to apply for a passport. Sigh. The post office was too busy (ie, only 1 person was there). So we went about 50 yards to the Town Hall to the Town Clerk. We finished that, got lollipops from the nice town clerk who assured us that it would take 4-6 weeks (I hope!).
We dropped Soleil at Kids’ Club for the day and then took Luna to DayCare. Got Jay some Boston Kremes (long story, but we’re having some Crohn’s weight loss issues now that he is off the steroids) and came home to get some work done. In the afternoon, we reversed directions. I went to get Luna, he started dinner and got Soleil.
When Jay walked in, the woman at the desk suddenly yelled, "Bring Soleil out!" He was concerned. Turns out, the poor kiddo was on someone’s lap, turned for a hug and fell into the train table. She has a large bruise under her right eye. I am hoping it won’t turn into a full shiner. We had the incident report all typed out and ready to go. Sigh…
I believe that this fall caused her to go CRAZY. When she didn’t get her way at book time, she LOST it. Her book went flying across the room. Stomps, yelling of "FINE!" and other teenage actions. I was so close to losing it myself, but I used my calm voice and talked her down.
I know, in one corner of my mind, that this is normal. At 5-6, a child is starting to get more external influences in their life. They learn new techniques and coping skills, some good and some bad. But DAMN, it drives me nuts when she does this.
She is now asleep and hopefully in for the night.
May she have restful dreams…
Luna- Ha! She’s a whole other post!
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“I used my calm voice and talked her down” - that’s my biggest concern when it comes to parenting. I have a short frustration level - and then tend to just explode. Three-year-olds can get me there. I’m nor sure I’ll do well with 6 or 9 or (gasp) 12 year old twins girls…
Hope things have calmed down since