It’s a person. It’s my Daddy. It’s an angry Daddy. Because I did something bad that he didn’t like. I was throwing things at him. I threw markers at him. They had a top on. I threw toys at him. He said, “You May Not Do That.” I cried when he said that. Then I calmed down. If he holds me I calm down. Then he gets happy. I’m happy too.
I am so proud!
In other news, Clara learned how to jump into the pool without holding my hand for the first time this past Saturday.