Little Miss Sulky

We have a child in our house who, when unhappy about something, will just put on a super sulky face and either just stop talking or whine about everything under the sun. It would then become very difficult to communicate with her – somewhat akin to talking to a wall or trying to persuade an ant to pick up a schoolbag and place it neatly in the corner of the room.

Prawning isn't as fun as they make it out to be

She used to be such a cheerful and happy child, but these days, the sulky bug has taken over and I sometimes find it difficult even asking her about her day, her friends and so on. A simple, “how’s school?” can trigger a huge sigh, rolling eyes a very labored “fine!”. This would be followed by the folding of arms and a weighty slump into the chair with a look that signals “stop asking me more dumb questions.”

The only thing that can break through this moody wall of grumpiness (that I know of) is an ice-cream. Luckily those can be easily bought from MacDonald’s for less than a dollar.