This darling Sweetgirl of mine? She’s about to make this mama lose. her. mind!
Have I shared with you, yet, how her teacher informed me, many months ago, about the Tantrum Schedule? No? I must share. It will shed light on All The Sass. Yes indeedy, it surely will.
Sweetgirl apparently had a
gargantuan small meltdown about having to clean up, at preschool, one day. It was around snacktime. They still had much work to be done. Her patient and kind teacher, who knows her oh-so-well, told her that she could have a tantrum at 1:30. But, that right now, they needed to clean up the toys. This totally worked on her! I kid you not. Miss A told me that Sweetgirl was completely enamored of her “right” to have a tantrum later and proceeded to clean up without another peep. (And no tantrum later, either. She asked her. Seriously. Miss A went up to Sweetgirl and told her that it was 1:30 and that she could have her tantrum now, if she’d like to. Sweetgirl calmly and politely declined.) Oh. My. Stars.
Well, now that you have a little flavor for the kind of Sass we’re dealing with here, this note might not need as much explaining.
I enter for evidence, exhibit A: