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March 8, 2007
Next week, she'll be joyriding in my minivan
Katie spent about 20 minutes this morning throwing fits and sending herself to her room, shutting (sometimes slamming!) the door behind her.
It was actually kind of funny the first time I saw her do it. When she recovered and came back into the living room, I asked her to put her milk away. That's when she screamed "NO!", said "Me room" and took off. I caught up with her just before the door shut, and then we actually had a little battle over the closing of the door. I won, mostly because I outweigh her by about 120 pounds. I carried her out screaming, handing her milk, and then followed her screaming, snotty little self to the fridge.
This is about the same age that Jamie went to the dark side. I obviously didn't handle it right back then, since we still have major problems with crying fits and running off to her room to avoid rebuke. (I actually know where that came from. I didn't look far enough ahead when I was disciplining her.) I may not do it right this time, but I'm at least going to try to make different mistakes!
Posted by me at March 8, 2007 2:30 PM