Consequences

I had a great second day of Kindergarten as well. It's really not so different for me because it's at the same school I've been going to for the past year and a half and I already know the kids and teachers (though the Kindergarten teachers are new this semester). We worked on our time capsules again today - apparently the bags we started yesterday were just the beginning and the teachers are having us draw pictures and put different objects in the bags. Then we'll open it on the 100th Day (It's *One* Hundredth Day, not *Hundredth* Day as mom said earlier today).

I slept pretty well again last night and told mom my arm didn't hurt this morning. I didn't want any Motrin, nor did I want my sling. Mom packed it in my backpack anyway, but I think she knew I wasn't going to use it. She told my teachers and the director to call her if I seemed to be in pain at all during the day, but they didn't have to call her.

We went out to dinner to celebrate Ruthie's birthday tonight. We went to Cava, a Greek restaurant that I've been to before. I'm still going through a picky eating phase (which drives mom nuts) where I won't eat things that I used to love and sometimes only will eat a few bites, even though I complain that I'm hungry. Of course, I only ate a few bites of my dinner tonight. Then I asked mom if I could have a dessert for Ruthie's birthday, but she told me no since I hadn't eaten dinner. That's the rule - no dinner = no dessert. I started crying and had a hard time stopping, so mom took me to the bathroom to calm down. I told her I didn't like the consequences tonight...

I calmed down and we said goodbye to our friends. In the car on the way home, I told mom that my heart had broken into four pieces and was going to stay that way until I was an adult. She said that made her sad and we talked about choices and consequences. We agreed that it was my choice to not eat dinner and the consequence was to not get dessert. I thought about it for a while and told mom that if she didn't want my heart to stay broken that she might want to choose a different consequence for me. I think I'm sharpening my negotiating skills :)