First Mother Daughter Talk about Hurt Feelings

The where babies come from one came up last week.

Tonight, after the 3rd, more assertive direction to K to sit on the bed where I could brush her wet hair, she whimpered that it hurt.

“Your hair?”

“My feelings.  Momma, you didn’t listen to my song about cleaning up.”

I brushed her hair, she brushed my hair, she sang her song again.  The hall looks better than usual.

 

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  1. Remind me I need to talk to you about what K and I have talked about in the nursery the past couple weeks . . .