First Major Life Crisis

Today was the first major life crisis for Kjerstin. Nothing bad happened to her, well, I guess that depends on who's perspective you are looking from to make that decision. She would say it was bad and I would say it was a good life lesson. Lately Kjerstin has been pretty apathetic when it comes to picking up her toys. There is always an excuse and she has to be asked a few times before she will actually do the job and then has quite the attitude while doing it.

It was the same today. I asked her the second time and she went into her room finally after the threaten of getting a garbage bag. When she got to her room she preceeded to lie down on her bed saying she was tired. I went and got the garbage bag. You should have heard the screams coming out of that girls mouth. She even ended up in the corner for saying, " I hate, I hate, I hate" She never did finish that sentence. While in the corner she started yelling, "I want Grandpa. I want Grandpa." When I asked later which Grandpa she had wanted she said Grandpa Jack. Some of you may not know, but Grandpa Jack is my step dad who passed away from cancer in Oct. 2006. Kjerstin was 3 years old. I asked why she wanted Grandpa Jack and she said because she didn't want to be in our house any more. In her child brain I don't know if she thought because he is in heaven with God and Jesus that he could come and get her I just don't know. But it melts and breaks my heart at the same time because the one person she wanted most when she was in the most need of comfort and compassion in her little world she wanted Grandpa Jack. I am so glad that she remembers him and remembers him in away that she knows she felt safe with him. I am sad that she cannot call him or have him to tell her problems too.

In the end the toys were put in a garbage bag and stored away until further notice. I told her when she can pick up her remaining toys without attitude and when I ask consitantly then she can get them back. Poor little thing!