On the way to school this morning, there apparently was a heated argument that ensued between my daughters in the back seat of the car. Over what, I have no clue. But the Tingster, with her infamous temper, promptly began taking her anger out on everything around her. First, an innocent stuffed bunny was tossed over the seats and landed in the front of the car. Next, a raccoon came flying over and landed with a woeful look in its eyes. After that, her shoe was thrown into the front passenger seat. And after that, the big woolly blue sock that goes over her cast. Honestly, if I had not put a stop to the proceedings, underwear would have been tossed my way eventually.
So to all my temperamental, tantrum-prone six-year-old readers out there - Can you please tell me why throwing items of clothing would make one feel assuaged from massive anger brought about by a clueless older sister's meaningless comments? Does fresh air massaging the toes lead to a massaging of one's heart, and thus, one's blood pressure decreases and calm ensues and all is well? Please enlighten me, pray tell, so that I may better understand and communicate with my quick-to-anger daughter. In the meantime, it's two weeks of no DS and no boo-boo for the Tingster, in exchange for having her shoe and sock returned to her so she didn't have to go to school barefooted and thus be mocked by her arch-nemesis, Sindu. Ah, the sacrifices we all have to make.
