She was four…

She was four…

She was four.  Her body shook.  Her heart felt fiery and tight, trying to hold down her rising stomach.  Her mom was screaming about the mess; toys strewn happily about the family room from day after day of play and imagination.  Wasn’t this what she was meant...

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Responding to Tantrums

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My daughter was screaming, crying, sobbing.  “I want to watch Dory in the basement!” she repeated, over and over again.  My dad and his wife were in town and about to leave – as in their whole visit of a few days was over. I had just turned on Dory...