Cuddles

My daughter brought home the following book yesterday.

The premise is that the cat doesn’t want to be cuddled…until he does. Then he goes back to not wanting cuddles.

My daughter, who loves cats, is very un-cat-like in her desire for affection.

Today she was flummoxed by a game she was playing. Her melodramatic-the-world-is-crumbling reaction tends to provoke my own parental the-world-is-crumbling-why-do-you-behave-this-way overreaction.

Today, I took a cue from the cuddles book. My daughter was crying. I asked her to come to me and simply gave her a hug: no admonition. She walked away happy…and (most importantly) did not return to the game.