Last night, when Rebecca didn't want to eat dinner but did want to eat chips, Ramy (being a good parent), wouldn't let her. Rebecca's face clouded over and, on demand, her lip started quivering. She said to Ramy pitifully, "You break my heart all the time!"
Similarly, when I wouldn't let her put fourteen stuffed animals in bed with us, she got quiet. Soon, her shoulders began to shake gently. Finally, she whimpered in a dramatic fashion, "I'm very sad!" She worked up real tears and, every once in a while would exclaim, "I'm very sad!"
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