Slinging Arrows
Little Man is taking the age of four by storm. After having some really big feelings around that time he has started to somewhat find his footing again; his feelings are still big, but his reactions are starting to very slowly become more proportionate. However, in an attempt to react intellectually rather than physically he has started to rely on his vocabulary to make his discontent known. In the hierarchy of harsh roasts of others, young kids can absolutely hold their own. The latest weapon in Little Man's arsenal, like many his age, is to hit where he thinks it will hurt the most -- "You're not my best friend anymore. I don't love you anymore." While I obviously realize the intent is not genuine, it's hard not to feel the sting when he thinks he has made his point. Recently on a night when Husband was away and I covered bedtime duties, we had a rough go. As I helped him regulate by cradling him in my lap, he mentioned missing Daddy. I ...