I love the hat. I love hats. Since his father will frown upon me putting him in frilly little dresses, I hope he will love hats too- or at least tolerate his mother's obsessions.
Melt down
Oh, the four year old screaming "mommy, come in here- my feet are freezing!" "I NEED you!" I told him I would come in and speak to him when he was calm and in his bed. Well, that was 25 minutes ago. He has been freaking out ever since and little does he realize he could pause the screaming for 3/4 of a second and I would consider that "being quite and calm" and rush over. But alas, he won't. These children push your buttons, make you so angry and frustrated you could scream, but then you hear him coughing and want to run in and wipe his boogies off on my own sleeve. I cannot do it. I have to hold my ground. If I cave this time, he has learned he can do what he wants, when he wants. If I cave this time, I HAVE TAUGHT him those things. This is like torcher for me and I am not sure how long I can hold out....
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