Sometimes all it takes is a run through the sprinklers and throwing some sand

The little one is still having a hard time with the move. I feel badly about it, like its all my fault. I didn't think it would be this hard on her. Maybe its just that we moved, then she was sick (unfortunately it wasn't only one day for her like it was for me...she was throwing up off and on for 5 days), and now she's trying to figure out how to be normal again. Anyway, she's had some serious meltdowns, like 4 or more times a day. This is when I have to sit, take a deep breathe, and go somewhere else in my mind while I let her cry (scream) and cry until she's got it all out. Sometimes she wants a hug while she cries and sometimes she wiggles off of my lap and flails her arms around. That's when I wonder how my sweet child has become possessed by something evil ;) Or sometimes I just take her to Brady and say, "I can't take care of her anymore" and let him deal with it until I've had some time to gather the patience again.

The other day we got the sprinklers all set up and let her play in the water. She was happy. I was happy.

 

Then she made her way over to the sand box and threw it around for awhile.

Thank goodness she's the cutest thing I've ever seen! It does make it a little easier :)

Since then she actually has been doing better. In fact NO tantrums today!!!! I can't tell you how good it feels to have my good, sweet, obedient girl back. 

Please don't go away again my sweet Livy!