Sometimes they just need a cuddle.

My toddler (2.5F)had a very busy day today. She went to day care, then played outside until evening crept closer. I don’t know what it was but an hour before bed time a demon seemed to possess her—she was just mad at the world. She fought to put clothes on, fought to have her nails clipped and then freaked out when we tried—it was just a mess. So finally I just put her in the crib and she’s bawling. I felt so, so bad so I go “do you want a big hug?” Her response: “I want big hug and kiss!” My heart just melted on the spot. So I picked her up, said “Want to sit with daddy?” and she meekly said “Yes.”I just rocked her while she calmed down, saying “Daddy loves you, it’s okay” and it felt like the best decision I could’ve made. After she calmed down, she went back to her crib, I kissed her two kitty stuffed animals + elephant like she asks, and she went to sleep.I think I’m a pretty good dad, but making that choice to take her out of the crib and cuddle for a few minutes just felt right. I could’ve stormed out or flipped off the handle like she was doing—trust me, I really wanted to—but I didn’t. And my reward was some nice snuggles with the sweetest little girl anyone could ask for. via /r/Parenting https://ift.tt/2yOJVs6