My grandson Finn is my new role model. It doesn’t matter that he hasn’t yet mastered speaking (or walking, for that matter); he is a genius when it comes to expressing his emotions. Upset that I recently took away the silverware he was enjoying dumping on the ground, he brilliantly expressed his disappointment by grimacing his face, whining, and then lying face down on the floor. There was no doubt in my mind that my tiny grandson was very sad that the game of crashing cutlery was over. (As a side note, the face-down-on-the-floor thing fascinates me. No one taught him this. The behavior seems to be innate. This may explain why I have the urge to lie face down on the floor when Jeff eats the last of the ice cream 😩😜.)
Do you Know Where Your Emotions Are?
Do you Know Where Your Emotions Are?
Do you Know Where Your Emotions Are?
My grandson Finn is my new role model. It doesn’t matter that he hasn’t yet mastered speaking (or walking, for that matter); he is a genius when it comes to expressing his emotions. Upset that I recently took away the silverware he was enjoying dumping on the ground, he brilliantly expressed his disappointment by grimacing his face, whining, and then lying face down on the floor. There was no doubt in my mind that my tiny grandson was very sad that the game of crashing cutlery was over. (As a side note, the face-down-on-the-floor thing fascinates me. No one taught him this. The behavior seems to be innate. This may explain why I have the urge to lie face down on the floor when Jeff eats the last of the ice cream 😩😜.)