Pulling the paper up furiously, she burst into tears at what she saw. Mummy was right. And cross. Yet, how could I scream at the crying daughter, sobbing as she realised what she had done was permanently embedded for all to see her wrongdoing. She was so sorry, I could tell. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry" she wailed as I ranted to her about how anger makes you do silly things doesn't it jaimee?! She sobbed "what's my punishment?" Sigh. I don't know, she was doing a pretty Good job of punishing herself. I told her I would think about it. She ran off crying "I guess I will just sleep on the bathroom floor tonight I'm such. Bad child". (Yes, she is a tad dramatic)z
Five minutes later I called her into the room, having decided she did need a consequence. I asked her to write me an apology letter, explaining why she had done this and why it was wrong. Off she went quietly, I think she was happy to have something to do to "fix it".
A few minutes later I got this in an envelope:
She cried and cried. I hugged her close and told her yes I forgave her and I still loved her - nothing could ever stop me loving her even when I am cross with her. We talked about acting in anger leads to bad choices and this should be a lesson to her to think before she acts.
She's happy now. It's over. But i now have a constant reminder of this story not just here on my blog, but embedded in my coffee table....
Good job keeping your cool! Jamiee would've felt just awful, I know that feeling. It reminds me of when Calvin broke his Dad's binoculars, this strip here:http://www.gocomics.com/calvinandhobbes/1988/05/24
ReplyDeleteI've never forgotten that last panel! So true.
Try rubbing in vinegar and cooking oil to make it better... on the coffee table, not Jaimee !
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