Lately, when Grace gets in trouble, she'll find a corner or hide behind a curtain and mutter to herself. "Mommy doesn't lub me anymore. Mommy isn't my friend anymore."
I wasn't sure how to handle this at first. Is she wanting reassurance that I still love her? Is she just wanting me to make her feel good after I made her feel bad? Was it both?
So, I talked to her about it. I told her that no matter what she did, no matter how mad or disappointed I was, that I would always still love her. No matter what. This isn't a new theme out our house. I probably tell them I love them 413 times a day. But I thought it was worth repeating -- that whatever mistake you make, whatever bad choice you choose, I'll be here. Always.
But every time I reminded her of this, she would give me this smile that said "I know, I just wanted to hear it."
Fair enough. Sometimes, we all need to hear it.