Mar 12 2012
You hurt my LIFE.
Ms Katrina calls this death by love. 🙂 3-year-olds seem to have a hard time hugging in sync. I'm guessing Jillian hugged first or is about to.
Between daylight savings time and waking up 1.5 hours earlier because of preschool, we struggled this weekend to get Annada to bed on her new time. Usually Annada and I talk for about 30 minutes before bed, but we’ve been so far behind I’ve been cutting it down to 15. Annada does not like this. (Me either.)
Last night I was trying to give her time to talk about her day while still getting out quickly. (I know – that is impossible.) So when Annada asked to play “night Kindermusik” I tried to make it a transition out.
“Put your hand on your head, on your head..” she started to sing.
I joined in and sang, “And a kiss you will get..” and reached forward and kissed her forehead.
As I pulled back Annada slapped me.
Annada very rarely hits. “Annada, you may not hit me,” I said sternly. “That hurt. You need to apologize.”
“I am sorry,” she said meekly, but still a little angry.
“Use your words, not your hands to tell me how you feel,” I told her. “No matter how you feel, it is not okay to hurt someone.”
“You hurt my LIFE,” Annada burst out.
“I am the teacher. When you tried to be the teacher, you hurt my life,” Annada said, near tears.
Annada and Ms. Katrina, her Kindermusik teacher.