Conversations with Bean and Gracie,  Gracie,  Parenting

The Teeth Are Coming!

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“Gracie,” I said. “Can we talk for a minute about your attitude lately?”

“Uhhh…okay.”

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“Your dad and I are a little concerned about some of your behaviors. You haven’t been eating very much during the day, which means you’re waking up at night again. And you seem to be crying…like…a LOT.”

“Well, my mouth hurts, Mom,” Gracie said.

“That’s because you’re cutting teeth, Sweetums, but that doesn’t mean you need to be so…so…so…”

“Aggressive?” Gracie suggested.

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“Aggressive? Where’d you learn that word?”

“Dad said I was aggressive.”

“He did?” I asked.

“Yep,” she said. “I was screaming one night and he said, ‘Gracie, you’re so aggressive when you’re angry!'”

“Oh,” I said. “Well, I wouldn’t really use the word aggressive. I’d say you’re more…um…well…”

“Pissy?” Gracie offered.

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“Oh, Gracie! Don’t say that! You aren’t pissy!”

“Yes, I am.”

“No, you’re not.”

“Yeah, Mom,” she laughed. “I really am.”

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“Well, if you know you’re pissy, then why are you pissy? Can we do something to make you unpissy?”

“Nah,” she said. “I’m not really pissy in my heart.”

“That’s good, I guess.”

“Yeah, I’m just pissy to get your attention. Cause I like you.”

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“So, let me get this straight,” I said. “You’re pissy to let me know that you like me?”

“Yep. Well, and because I want you to know my teeth hurt. What’s the point in being in pain if you can’t let everyone around you know you are in pain?”

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“Well, you have made your pain clearly known, my dear. So, do you think you could give the crying thing a rest?”

“I don’t know,” she said. “The crying thing has been working for me lately.”

“Yeah, but it is NOT working for me and your dad,” I argued.

“Okay, fine,” she sighed. “But I’m still going to do the waking up in the middle of the night thing.”

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“WHAT?!?! WHY?!?!” I shrieked.

“Cause I like you, Mom,” Gracie said. “And I miss you in the middle of the night.”

“I miss you, too, Tubby, but you don’t see me crying and waking you up in the middle of the night, do you?”

“No…” Gracie said. “I guess not.”

“So, let’s make a pact that we’ll sleep straight through the night in order to make morning get there faster so we can see each other again.”

“Okay, Mom,” Gracie said sarcastically. “Whatever you say…”

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