My childish ways
I vowed to not talk about the family I work for very much on my blog. I know I can't be linked to it in anyway, yet I am still nervous. But tonight with my cell phone service being nil, I need to let go of some steam. It is no secret that 5 year old S and I don't get along all that well. Except for the past week and a half. We have gotten along famously. It had coincided with a week of no television (due to some unfortunate wetting of the pants incidents while watching and then sitting in her wet pants), coincidence? She has gone out of her way to be good, asking several times a day, "Am I being good today?" "Has this been a good day?" and rushing to put stars on her behavoir chart and show her mother the second she walks in the door. We have cuddled on the couch reading, baked cookies and giggled a lot. This spurt of goodness may also have something to do with the fact that I have been letting 7 month-old S2 cry more (she is always frustrated because she wa...