Ever since Nathaniel was born my tolerance for crying has gone WAY down. So the rule for the older kids has become: if you need to cry do it in your room. Unless it's an injury or there's some very legitimate reason for the crying, I just don't want to hear it.
That's why I'm loving this today. Eliza's cry is normally especially loud and obnoxious, and because she's younger she does it more often than Benjamin.
But her cry today isn't really bothering me so much because it's so quiet. I'm not even feeling the need to send her to her room to do it (but just for the sake of habit I still am).
I hope that doesn't make me a terrible mother!














