Since Jay returned, I’ve been ill. As in slept all day Thursday ill. And stayed home Friday ill. And saw the doctor Tuesday ill. Turns out to be just something viral, so there isn’t a whole lot I can do.

However, we did have Soleil’s Parent Teacher meeting yesterday. Nothing was out of the ordinary. She is excelling in her academics, but she is still 6. This means she is still working on interpersonal relationships and not beating the crap out of J, a boy in her class that she has a mutual love-hate relationship with. Sigh. We spent a long time talking about her perfectionism, her self anger when something goes wrong and her inability to express her emotions to others. The teacher didn’t really see anything out of the ordinary for her, but we all agreed to continue working on giving her coping skills.

then last night, she got mad at me. She wouldn’t say it. I told her to say it. But she wouldn’t. It wasn’t until she calmed down that she said "Mom, I’m mad at you". And we talked about why that is so hard to say. She’s afraid that if she gets mad at me, I won’t love her, or maybe she won’t love me. I explained about unconditional love. She’s not too sure about that, but we need to teach her that anger is not bad, it’s how we react to it.