Weâ€™ve been having some pretty big self-control issues with an unnamed child. And Iâ€™ve found myself yelling a lot in response to some of these actions. I hate myself for it. She hates herself for it. Together weâ€™re a mess. I spent about 30 minutes tonight surfing the web looking for a magical cure to teach self control to my child.
And then I remembered - I also have self control issues. Maybe if I did a better job with mine, sheâ€™d do a better job with hers?
After our episode tonight in which I apologized (again) for my response and she apologized (again) for her behavior, she came in my room, shut the door, and sat down on the bed with me. She looked at me and sighed. She said, â€œLife.â€ I looked at her and said, â€œI know, sweetie.â€ She sighed again and said, â€œSin.â€ I nodded back and said, â€œYes. I know.â€
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