I just don't get the crying thing...
I would suppose this comes from being an adult and having the mentality that unless it's a serious injury you don't cry...but I don't recall ever being a big cry guy.
Now, I'm not tough by any means. I will watch the movie Love, Actually a hundred times...but I just don't really ever get around to crying.
These kids will breakdown if they rip a coloring picture, if I don't draw a picture exactly as they wanted, or if something is broken...It's remarkable really.
Summer just came down bawling because her maraca broke...after she banged it against another maraca...
But as I'm trying to explain to her how a maraca filled with rocks isn't worth the tears she was spilling, I had Ethan over my shoulder walking around with a musical triangle just clang-clang-clanging away like it was dinner time...
Then Owen comes down with more maracas to save the day...
Needless to say - I sent them upstairs for music hour.
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