Just a minute ago he was at the other side of the house having a fit. He REFUSED to be comforted. So, I walked to the living room and turned on "The Backyardigans." I turned it up real loud so he could hear the opening song. I could see his little legs from where he was lying on the floor. As soon as he heard the music, his legs stopped kicking. He laid really still for a minute like he was trying to process what he was hearing. Then he got up and ran to the tv.
The moral of the story: Sometimes the tv can be a good thing!
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