Oh, *THAT* was fun

Taryn - I pick her up from school. I agree to let her play in the school yard for awhile. I tell her my back is too sore to push her on the swings today. I read. We are there for 25 minutes. I give her a five minute warning. I giver her a two minute warning. I tell her it is time to go.

She goes ballistic. For two blocks she screams, cries, stands in front of me and tries to push me backwards.

This is what I mean by intense on the negative side of things.

I'm trying not to be worried, but now I'm wondering if I should be.

We talked about it once she calmed down. No, nothing's wrong at school. No, nothing's wrong at home. She just didn't get to play - she had wanted to play on the swings but only if there was no one else on a swing beside her. So she didn't play.