I haven't figured this out yet . . .
Some days I just give up. When the crying and the whining doesn’t stop, and my head hurts from all the shrill vibrations echoing out my kids’ mouths, it’s time to give up. I don’t really mean give up as in abandoning my family or anything like that, because that would be messed up.
No, I mean that’s when it’s time for me to step back and to just let the crying kids figure out for themselves that they’re not getting anywhere with the crying. The day they permanently figure that out will be a glorious day indeed.