![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
Wonderful weekend
Other than ending up at urgent Care Friday to find out I have an inflamed ligament connecting tibia to hip, it was a good weekend, of which I missed half.
Guild bbq Sat night, didn't know. Couldn't expect kids to stay that long anyway.
Bug had her first temper tantrum Friday, over her light up shoes. She brought them to me to put on, then screamed (and I mean SCREAMED) when they were on. Had a complete meltdown. I was waiting for her first tantrum and picked a subject she should learn from. I kept her close but let her cry for about 40 minutes, talking to her. "Mommy knows you are upset, why won't you show mommy why you are mad?", and "Mommy loves you. When you calm down we will talk." When I moved rooms, I took her with me. She was NEVER out of arms reach, even when I was doing laundry. I was trying to teach her self control a bit. After 40 minutes she calmed down enough to respond. I asked her if she was mad. She nodded. I asked what for, and she held up her feet. I asked if her feet hurt, and she said no. She pointed to the shoes. I asked "If you don't like these shoes, why did you bring them to me to put on, and why didn't you take them off...?"
She looked kinda confused, then reached down, unvelcroed them and took them off. IMMEDIATELY happy and smiles, and hugs.
Then on Saturday after a full day of Faire (WOOOOOT finally) we took her to aunt Shiny and Aunt Angie, and Uncle Fish and Uncle Evan's place for her first ever sleepover. According to Fish, she was fine. Did pretty good. Shiny said she cried a bit at bedtime, but was actually pretty ok.
Guild bbq Sat night, didn't know. Couldn't expect kids to stay that long anyway.
Bug had her first temper tantrum Friday, over her light up shoes. She brought them to me to put on, then screamed (and I mean SCREAMED) when they were on. Had a complete meltdown. I was waiting for her first tantrum and picked a subject she should learn from. I kept her close but let her cry for about 40 minutes, talking to her. "Mommy knows you are upset, why won't you show mommy why you are mad?", and "Mommy loves you. When you calm down we will talk." When I moved rooms, I took her with me. She was NEVER out of arms reach, even when I was doing laundry. I was trying to teach her self control a bit. After 40 minutes she calmed down enough to respond. I asked her if she was mad. She nodded. I asked what for, and she held up her feet. I asked if her feet hurt, and she said no. She pointed to the shoes. I asked "If you don't like these shoes, why did you bring them to me to put on, and why didn't you take them off...?"
She looked kinda confused, then reached down, unvelcroed them and took them off. IMMEDIATELY happy and smiles, and hugs.
Then on Saturday after a full day of Faire (WOOOOOT finally) we took her to aunt Shiny and Aunt Angie, and Uncle Fish and Uncle Evan's place for her first ever sleepover. According to Fish, she was fine. Did pretty good. Shiny said she cried a bit at bedtime, but was actually pretty ok.