Sometimes I had no idea what to do.
I knew I had to do something, but didn't know exactly what.
Sometimes, later, I decided that I had chosen the wrong path.
That was okay, I would try something else next time.
Responding calmly was 'how' I would consistently do the 'what'.
To model self-control to my child. To model gentleness.
To demonstrate my love.
Calm consistency reaps peaceful fruit. Eventually.
