ALR: No. Summarize it for me.
MJR: We need to start helping her identify her feelings and encourage identification and using words.
ALR: Makes sense.
2 days later.
EER makes "breakfast" in her kitchen, has it laid out all over her entire play table.
EER walks off to play with the lego train
GRR walks up to breakfast table.
EER screams
ALR: Eleanor, you are mad but let's use our words tell Grady that you'd prefer if he didn't play with your breakfast.
EER: GET OUT GAE-Y!
MJR: Well, that was close.
GRR doesn't move.
EER gives GRR the stare down.
Takes arm and does a clean swoop across the front half of the breakfast table.
ALR: Eleanor, that's not how we play.
MJR has lost control.
ALR: Keep it together, Remynse. You aren't helping the situation.
MJR continues to chuckle.
I'm sick of our house being sick. Last week it was pink eye and ear infections. This week I get the flu and then we end this last week with the same go around of pink eye and ear infections. Ugh.





Sunday, we started doing some holiday things. I started getting holiday totes out and also started
hauling out kids clothes. I didn't realize how much kids clothes
we've had/been storing until I start dragging it all out to sort and organize for the new baby. Nothing like overwhelming me a little that this baby is coming.
Eating lunch.
ALR puts ketchup on her plate for her corn dog.
EER: I want some of dat.
MJR attempting to negate the situation with logic: You don't have a corn dog, you have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and soup - what are you going to put with the ketchup?
EER points to compartment on her tray: Right here.
MJR: No, what are you going to dunk in the ketchup?
EER: My sandwich.
MJR puts ketchup in allotted compartment: I don't think you are going to like it.
EER dunks ketchup, seems content with this flavor profile.
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