A better report from the parenting trenches tonight.
S2 was testing my patience all evening. I explained that I feel annoyed when he doesn't listen or obey. We discussed the consequences of naughty choices. He debated internally for a moment and decided to make good choices. We ended the night on a happy note. I put him to bed with a kiss, then sat down to have a snack. A few minutes later I heard him calling my name softly, so I wiped my fingers and went into his room.
"Hello, mama," he said when I sat down on his bed. "You eating?"
"Eating chippies," I said. "What's the matter?"
"S2's a little bit sad."
"Oh no! What do you need?"
"Big cuddles."
He wrapped his arms around my neck and squeezed.
"I love you, S2."
He put his hands on my cheeks and kissed me on the lips.
