After she went to bed, I found my happy place as well. I went to the kitchen and laid out a selection of foods and got ready for game night with our friends. Despite normally being an in bed by 9 person I stayed up well past 11 and played games, laughed and used adult language with reckless abandon. I went to bed happy and woke up the same way.
With eveyone going to bed happy it was no surprise that we all woke up the same way. Jon and I visited while I made Layla's eggs and he made his toast. Then he went to work while Layla and I had playtime, went grocery shopping, had snack and even now as I prepare for lunch there hasn't been 1 single big fit.
I know part of the fit problem is terrible two's frustration and inability to communicate what she feels. I wonder how much worse it was the last 2 weeks because there was drama all around us. Did my emotions fuel hers?
Because now that the toxic is gone so seem to be the extremely broken temper tantrums.