Tantrums

I do not know what happened to my nice, polite, sweet girl. Lately she turned into what I thought teenager would be like. However, she is still 7.5 years old.

One of my clear long memories of myself, is when we went to Sochi (where Olympics were) a summer before I started school, three months before I turned 8. I feel ashamed now, but I remember what a monster I was. I did not listen to anyone, I pouted, I complained, I crossed my arms across my chest and looked like a mad turkey. I am sure it was not pleasant and I do not know why I acted that way but I did.

Kyra.. I am not sure, is that the same? She talks back, she complains, she whines, she has no tolerance for something she does not like at the moment (Brandon who is playing ball and she wants him to stop right this very second), she is being rude, demanding, she throws stuff and gets mad when she can't do something but would not ask for help, she gets mad at her hair because she can't do a ponytail with it since it is not long yet, you name it.. That about covers it. I REALLY... R-E-A-L-L-Y hope that it is just a stage.

I do not like us constantly telling her her behavior is not okay and send her upstairs to come down. I want my sweet girl back. The way she used to be a month ago. Kyra, please come back, it hurts me seeing you this way.