Wow! My 9 year has attitude, but my 4 year old's got voice! Taming tantrums is definitely a class I must have dropped in college,..... because it's kicking my butt now! If you've ever been in the throes of a 4 year old fit, you know what I mean. Maybe this poem will help explain it a little better,......
Stomping feet,
stubborn with contention
taps to center stage
demanding apt attention.
The lady of the dance
her rituals in rhythm,
screams a new recital
drowns in deep emotion.
Conductor of such drama
orchestrated tears,
finesse of throwing tantrums
Maestro,... not yet five years.
Eyes dripping defiance
hot cheeks painted pink
"Give gasping sobs an encore!"
Her costume is complete.
Lucky you with backstage pass
envious front row seat,
grand performance just begun -
she collapses in a heap.
Acted with such feeling,
"An Oscar to that child!"
in perfect character, a natural pro,
with credits she's compiled.
Aim the spotlight, show goes on
we move onto Part II -
tonight's a Double Feature,
the audience - lucky you.
Relax and take a deep breath,
lights are dimming low
you've heard it said, "this too shall pass,"
sit back, enjoy the show.
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