This Happened Tonight

Tonight I could hear Eden crying from the bathroom, where her daddy was overseeing bath time for Sebastien and her. I could hear the crying, but couldn't tell the cause. Honestly, it is not that rare of an occurrence, so I was not alarmed. Curious, and of course concerned, but not alarmed. Naps don't happen as much anymore for S & E, so by bath time, both of the twins are about done with their day, and their fuses are short. Tears are easy to come by.

She came out, and I helped her get her jammies on. She was clearly still shaken. She cried on and off for a bit, so I held her and helped her take her deep breathes. Once she was calm, I attempted to help her to talk about whatever had happened. No-go. She wanted to sit on the couch with a blanket. Her eyes were still watery and she was very quiet. She wanted space, she said. Ok.

So Adam comes out and there's some time before bed, and he sits next to her, and he takes her in his lap.

Adam: "Can I tell you a story?"
Eden nods.
Adam: "Once upon a time, there was a little girl named...."
Eden: "Eden."
Adam: "Yes, Eden. And Eden was very..."
Eden: "Sad."
Adam: "Oh, yes, she was very sad. Eden felt so sad because..."
Eden: "She was taking a bath and her daddy was washing her hair so fast. So fast that Eden wanted him to go so slow."
Adam: "Oh, so she wanted her daddy to go slow?"
Eden: "Yes, and so she asked him to go slow but he still went so fast."
Adam: "Oh. I think that daddy thought it would be better to hurry and get it done, since Eden doesn't like her hair to be washed."
Eden: "But Eden wanted her hair to be washed slow and her daddy washed it too fast."
Adam: "Oh, I think that this daddy must be very sorry for washing Eden's hair too fast. And next time there is a bath, that daddy will wash Eden's hair more slowly."
Eden: "Yeah!"

Eden gets off of Adam's lap. She smiles the first real smile since the bath; her eyes light up. "That story made me so happy Daddy!"

She comes over to me and sits on my lap. "Mommy, I feel all better now!!"

And this mommy (and therapist) beams with pride. Then decides to blog about it.