The Training Process
I realized something tonight, as I measured my daughter’s cold medicine and then poured a glass of cold water for her to drink.
Parents kind of inadvertantly teach their kids how to do shots. Think of it… I hand my daughter her little plastic shotglass (cup?) of Triaminic Nighttime Cold and Cough medicine and then a cold glass of water for her chaser.
She does the shot like a champ, takes a long drink of her chaser, licks her lips and then smiles at me.
It’s a bizarre little ritual, but it makes complete sense.
Misery Loves Company
Man, my daughter and I had one of those days today. One of those days where it doesn’t matter who says what or how you say it but you’re just picking on each other all… day… long.
Now it’s 8:30pm and I’m seriously considering going to bed.
Who knew fighting with a small child could be so exhausting?
