Whenever I caught a break from his rigorous brushing, I begged, “no more!” in vain. He would put more rigor into his brushing laughing and really enjoying this role reversal.
I thought, “No, we aren’t going to be able to handle a big upset right now!” so I got her to let him go, and we kept on pillowfighting and wrestling for a long time–10 or 15 minutes.
When your child experiences a traumatic separation, there are simple, practical things you can do to help.
I talked about nail biting, how I feel about it, and how I feel about my sons doing it. It felt to me as if nail biting was one of those habits that was almost impossible to shake off. I felt that my sons were doomed to live with the habit for the rest of their lives.
Now, that it was time to brush teeth and go to bed, they were not in the mood.
I asked her if she could tell me what was bothering her about the boots. She took the boots and threw them.
My 12-year-old daughter was mad and sad about feeling ugly and fat this morning and focusing on her “flabby” tummy.
The truth is that his mother really sticks to buying organic food most of the time and wouldn’t buy these gummie gushers; we are a little more lenient in letting my daughter explore some different foods once in a while.
Desperate, one day, to get my active and resistant 3-year-old dressed, I came up with this game.
Our children need us to be open to the intensity and the power of the feelings they are having. They need us to fully hear how hard it is.
My yelping and running gets him laughing and playing hard.
