That One Smilea Thursday Theme entry
She waits for the storm to end. She knows that she is powerless to make it stop. Over the past few months she has learned that she can not put an end to his whirling, pounding, and crying. She has tried to be soothing. She has scolded. She has tried to distract.
Now, she knows better. She calmly waits in his peripheral vision. She waits until the clouds break. When she sees that one smile cross his face amongst the tears she knows his tantrum is over. She never expected to be schooled in the art of patience by a toddler. Parenthood is weird.