Wednesday, November 4, 2009

its just a shower

H is home! I go to school and pick her up from the bus. All the 5th graders are so cute with their luggage, trash bags full of pillows and sleeping bags and unbrushed hair. The teachers are wearing jeans and look a little more tired than usual.

I get a huge hug from Hbug and we head home. I notice that she is wearing her pajama shirt and her hair is filthy. I let it go for now. I want to hear all about Sky Ranch and what she learned.

We get home and bring all her things in. Everyone is happy to see Hbug. We need to get ready to go to a brothers baseball game so I tell H to hop in the shower real quick so she doesn't have to take one later tonight. H's mood starts to change. She doesn't want to take a shower. I leave her alone for a few minutes. Later I tell her to take a shower, time is running out and we will have to leave. H said no, I am not going to take a shower. The fight ensues. H is refusing to shower, I am refusing to let her leave the house as dirty as she is and with that pajama shirt on!

H horrible mood lasts for about an hour. It includes yelling at me, slamming doors, throwing shoes, telling me she doesn't like me, me restraining her, crying, etc etc. I know H is tired from her trip so I'm trying to be patient. I tell her that I love her but she can not act like this. We can not throw things, slam doors, and disobey parents. H is calm enough for me to leave her.

I come back in 5 mins and give H a big hug. She starts crying and apologizing. She is very sad she had a break down. I give her hugs and more love and suggest she showers in my room. I pick out clothes for her to wear and take her to my shower. I run the water. I have to help H every step of the way as if she were a baby. She showers and gets dressed. H feels better and starts to become happy. She gets in a very silly mood. Fortunately the bad mood as passed. We pack the family up including newly happy H and head to the ball park.


1 comment:

  1. We all have days like that every once in a while. I remember I was on my 4th child, being a toddler with tantrums, and my mom-in-law showed me how to pull her onto my lap and cuddle her for a few minutes, right out of that tantrum. Funny how it hadn't occured to me before (either that or it just didn't work for the other three! ;)

    Thanks for stopping by!

    Kristin

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