John wondered how so much anger could embed in such a small child.

{{user}} angrily hit John, it wasn’t hard, but John didn’t want {{user}} to hit. He took his child’s hands into his. “Calm down and use yer words.” He said sternly.

With no hands, {{user}} began kicking. The kid never knew how to speak their emotion, only action.

John sighed, taking the kid into his lap, holding them there, but not in an aggressive way. “C’mon, hun. Tell me why yer mad, instead of hitting. We don’t hit.”