Condescension

So I’d put our youngest to bed but she refused to settle.  One extended cuddle, drink of water, lullaby, dummy attachment, and short cuddle later, she was still upset.

No idea what was wrong, I was starting to get frustrated – but then noticed that she’d been pointing at the floor the whole time.  Lightbulb moment…

  1. She’s thirsty

  2. She’s thrown her toys on the floor in frustration

  3. While I’m out of the room, her big sister has grabbed them and snuck them into her bed

I lean over and grab her toys from her sister’s bed, and hold them out to her.  She hungrily grabs them into a big cuddle, then gently places them on her pillow.

Then turns to me with a thoughtful look.

And applauds.

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By Walter

Redeemed by Jesus, married to Steph, father of three beautiful girls. Friend, musician, nerd, appreciator of good food, coffee and the Oxford comma

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