Tonight was a rough night. Ellie was in trouble from the moment she came home. She stole my drink and poured half of it on my bed. She took the paper star her brother earned at school and tore it in half, making him cry. She swiped a whole loaf of bread and tore it up all over her room.
I made her sit down and apologize to Marty for taking and tearing his star (with much discussion on other people's feelings). Shortly afterward she came into the room I was in and literally attacked me. Screaming, pinching, smacking, threatening to bite - I've never seen anything like it! I finally pushed her off of me and walked away.
About an hour later, she came to me really hesitant, and said, "Love... me?" (Love ME!!! And it was a question! This is HUGE!!!) I held out my arms and said, "Of course I love you, I always love you, no matter what." She just folded into my arms and I loved her until she'd had enough.
She asked a question! She referred to herself as "me"! It was worth the battering I took just to hear those two tiny words.
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