I told my youngest two off for
fighting and told both to leave my room.
This usually results in Darling refusing to leave and Baby leaving in an
angry whirlwind. I could hear her from
the other room talking loudly to herself about something being not fair and nobody
liking her. I found her in her room like
this:
I quite like her approach to the world, if it annoys you shut it
out and have a good moan. I pulled her out and she started giggling. So
thankfully her temper is like mine: erupts mightily but fizzles out in minutes,
soon to be forgotten.
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