Daily Draw - Three of Pentacles, Eight of Cups and The Hanged Man

These cards played out this morning, not long after I drew them. My youngest daughter wouldn't share her Play-Doh with her older sister because the last time she did, she got the colors all mixed together. So my older daughter was upset. In an effort to make her happy, I asked her if she wanted to play a game with me. I was in the middle of something, but I dropped what I was doing, in order to help her feel better. I thought it would be nice to play together and I thought my making her a priority would be appreciated (Three of Pentacles).

My daughter decided on a card game, so I got it out of the closet, sat down with her and dealt the cards. As she picked up her cards, I realized I dealt a card extra, so I told her I'd need to take that last card back. I took it, and she was upset because she liked that card. I told her, in a silly tone, that she didn't get to choose which card to give back, that wasn't playing fairly, we had to take the last card that was dealt her by mistake. She started crying... she wanted that card because it was the best card in the deck (it was!) and I would be the one to pick it up next. By now, it wasn't even a matter of letting her keep the card. She was too upset to play. So I calmly packed up the cards back into the box, put it back into the closet, and walked away (Eight of Cups) after letting her know that if she felt like playing later, we could.

I sat back down to what I had been doing earlier, the project that I had abandoned in order to play with her. She immediately comes up to me, asking me to get the game back out again and play. I had just begun my project again, so I told her she would now have to wait until I was finished (Hanged Man).

Then my younger daughter came in the room and invited her to play with her Play-Doh. But my older daughter said no, the only thing she wanted to do now was to play cards with me. Seems my older daughter was having a bit of an emotional morning. She's not usually so easily upset.

A few minutes later, she handed me a piece of paper with a message written in crayon: "I'm sorry Mama. I love you no matter what. I am really sorry Mama. XOXO P.S. Here is a Sophie claw." Taped to the paper was a cat claw that she had found on the floor. So of course, I immediately abandoned my project again and sat down and played cards with her. Who could resist that? An apology, a profession of love and a shed animal part. Irresistible! Gotta love kids!!!

Deck: The Housewives Tarot