Allaying the Fears of Children
“Being afraid is fun,” my daughter confessed to the counselor. “I get to sleep on Mommy’s floor.”
We had taken our seven-year-old to the counselor because her fears had made bedtime a battleground. . . .
“Being afraid is fun,” my daughter confessed to the counselor. “I get to sleep on Mommy’s floor.”
We had taken our seven-year-old to the counselor because her fears had made bedtime a battleground. . . .