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At least I noticed.

A few days ago I confessed that Yelling Mom was being ousted, in favor of a sweeter, gentler Non-Yelling Mom. It has been a little challenging but I have been very consciously taking deep breaths and speaking my responses to ridiculous questions or tantrums. So this morning I said to Dylan, "Hasn't it been so nice the past few days? We've been getting along so well!" He looked up at me, shrugged, and said, "I hadn't noticed." Ah well, I guess that means I wasn't scarring him with all the yelling. That's good.
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Ken said…
Well, you're never there when he comes to me, little lip trembling, and asks, "Is mommy hitting Caitlin with the phone book because of something I did?" Yes, I tell him. Yes she is.
July 21, 2009 at 9:37 PM
myrna said…
If a little yelling from mom caused irreparable scars, you'd be a mess!!!
July 22, 2009 at 7:21 AM
Mindy said…
Ha! You're not a yeller, mom!
July 22, 2009 at 8:38 AM
gwyn said…
Ha! That makes me feel a titch better about the little yelling I just indulged in. Discovering rotting yogurt under a table is yelling-justified! Hopefully they won't be scarred.

I think your goal is an admirable one and you deserve tons of congratulations. And I can't picture your sweet mom yelling either. Hi, Myrna!
July 22, 2009 at 11:34 AM
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