Ella just threw a full-fledged tantrum, mouth wide open, screaming, red faced, spit dripping...and, somehow, I managed to remain composed (even though I felt like spitting, too, somewhere deep inside). After I sent her to her room, I asked Erin, who was peacefully eating her dinner, "What do I do with her?"
Erin's answer? "Wait."
Ah, the wisdom of a 3-yr-old.
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