This has been one of those days. es has talked or made sounds constantly, even after I asked her to be quiet. "Why?" she asked. "Because I asked you to." More sounds, a humming but with nonsense syllables. "Because we're in the kitchen and sound carries. Your dad is working." More sounds, perhaps a tad softer. After ec went to bed I let her watch a short video about Princess Sophia, but I admit I didn't pay careful attention to the story. "Why did the sea monster want Oona's comb?" "I don't know." " Why do you think he wanted it?" " I don't know," which is not an acceptable answer. "Guess." And round and round.
"It's time for you to have quiet time." "I don't want to. I can't. I don't want a book." Finally I told her she had to be by herself for a while because I needed quiet time. And that worked.
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