Thursday, December 18, 2014
Not the bottles of sprinkles, not your fingers, nothing! PJ!
Not a good idea.
Well, she got so mad she announced she wasn't decorating anymore and LEFT.
But then later, Barbies resumed downstairs, her and Aunt Julia and when it was time for bed, already a little late because of the cookies, she set up a howl. Julia pleaded her case, "We're at the funnest part of the game right now if we could just finish that?"
"Okay, five more minutes."
The little child dried her tears so darn fast and said, "Julia, now I am happy again!" and they ran back downstairs.
Ten minutes later, she took it better in stride. Bedtime happened.
We also had a phone call from her mom in Mexico, and she did actually talk on the phone, which she often refuses to do.
Good night. love, Val