With the many adjustments taking place in our house these days, I find myself losing my patience a little more quickly. The other day I had sent Hank to timeout for misbehaving and had returned to discuss with him what he had done wrong and why I was upset. After our little discussion, I asked Hank if he understood. He responded by tapping his temples with his index finger and saying "[t]hink, [t]hink, [t]hink!" I honestly do not recall ever making that gesture or telling Hank to "think, think, think" but I asked him where he had heard that and he replied, "mama said it." Seriously, my heart just about broke. I know I get irritated with my cyclone of a 2-year-old sometimes, but I can't believe that I would have ever been so mean as to tell him to "think, think, think." Having my own words repeated to me definately made me more aware and cautious of the words I use. I never thought I would turn into a parent that would say things like that to their children. Half the time I swear my child is deaf because he doesn't respond to a single word I say, and then he goes and proves me wrong by repeating things that I never meant to say at all. I love my sweet Hanky and will try to remember this little episode next time I feel like I'm losing my temper.