|Stewie, looking to the left.|
But an incident today sums it up nicely.
We had had a busy day. There was some down time, but it was just busy. In the evening, after dinner, she was done. D-O-N-E done. She kicked her friend in the shins. Twice. As I was scolding her, Beezus told me that a few minutes before that Ramona had bitten her on the arm. I knew Ramona didn't need more scolding at that point. She needed to be held.
So I held her, and then walked up the stairs to the front door while saying to her, "Ramona, you may not bite your sister when you are mad."
Ramona responded with this justification for not receiving some punishment, "Well . . . Mommy . . . actually I didn't actually bite her. I just TRIED to bite her."
|Ramona, loking to the left.|