Yesterday during the car ride home from school, E's mood started to sour, and by the time we had reached home she was starting to have a full on meltdown. It started because I didn't bring any water for her, which is something I usually don't do anyway. I forgot what the rest of her other complaints were, and her mood also wasn't helped when I ordered her to pick up her old garbage off the floor of the car when we got home. Anyway she started having a meltdown and I was getting annoyed and tired, when I suddenly spotted the dead squirrel across the road (not a dead squirrel, because I had already seen it earlier in the day). At a loss of what to do to make her stop having a tantrum, I said to her, "If you pick up the garbage and give it to me, I will show you a dead squirrel. Do you want to see a dead squirrel?"
I had initially just expected the weirdness of the statement to catch E off guard and just make her pause in her tantrum, but what I didn't expect was for her to immediately stop her tantrum and reply, "What dead squirrel? I want to see it." She then picked up the garbage and handed it to me without complaint, and so I held her hand and we walked into the street to look at the dead squirrel from about a metre away. Its head was relatively intact, and I could see a bit of tongue lolling out. Anyway I asked E if she wanted to get closer and she said no. After that when we entered the house, she started excitedly telling Popo about the dead squirrel she saw.
Anyway this morning when I left the house to send E to school, the dead squirrel was gone.
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