So I wrote last week about Ada telling me she didn’t want to see me anymore, and that I gave her what she asked for – somewhat.  I couldn’t literally not see her.  But I didn’t do anything for her from 3:45 when we got home from school until about 6:00 when it was supper time.  Whenever she called me or asked for something, I simply replied, “I’m sorry, but you said you didn’t want to see me anymore.”  (One of the times that I said that to her she replied, “But I meanted a different day, not today!”  Yes, that helps your case.)  Here is the conclusion of that post, what happened that evening.

When Chad got home I filled him in on what was going on, and he asked how long this was going to last.  I was prepared to have him put her to bed at 6:30 when he left for a meeting, making it clear that this was happening because I couldn’t do it, and he had to leave.  He suggested that we let it go until supper, then he could take her aside and talk her through what was going on.  So we set the table (minus her setting) and started making Grace and Eli’s plates.  When she asked where her things were, I again told her that since she didn’t want to see me anymore I didn’t get her things and wouldn’t be making her plate.  She was upset, and Chad took this as his cue.  He took her into the kitchen and explained that what she said was mean and disrespectful.  I do a lot for them, and she needs to be grateful.  (Thank you!)  He suggested that she apologize to me for what she said.  So she came in and apologized.  I had her say why she was apologizing, and asked her if she wanted me to do things for her again.  She said yes, and started to cry.  We had a good long hug, I said I forgave her and loved her, and all was right in the world.

So there you have it.  Our stand off was over, thanks to Chad (as is usually the case).  Oh teenage years will be interesting with this one…