Battle for Hot Water Bottle

In the past couple of days, Sienna complained about stomach ache. Before that, I don't remember if she ever knew where her stomach was. Yet, she still eat, so much. Three mid-size oranges and an apple, or something like that. So I said probably she ate too much. I gave her a hot water bottle. She felt sleep. And three nights in raw, it became a habit. I kept doing it.

At 3 o'clock this morning, she surmmoned me to her and pointed at the water bottle, "I want a hot water bottle." "What?" The light was suddenly up in my head. If this is her new "blanky," I would be changing the hot water bottle any time of the night. This got to be stopped. I didn't want to do it. She then said she had stomch ache. I said then "you cannot eat any snack tomorrow if you have a stomach ache." She then said, "I had it earlier. Now I don't have a stomach ache now." But she threw a fit and still wanted the hot water bottle. Finally, I said I could get it for her, but tomorrow she will have no snack. She agreed to it. What could I do? I got her the hot water bottle.

Maybe she did have a stomach ache. Sometimes I might be too touch on her. She is such a good girl, 99% of the time. And yet, maybe her being good has something to do with the way I treat her. Poor thing, she didn't even ask for snack the whole day today. She was playing and chewing gums. In the afternoon, she ate one and half toasted bagel. I smeared some honey on it. We didn't go out for the whole. We took down the Christmas tree and put away decorations. We also made a list about who to invite and what to get for her 5-year-old birthday party in March. At night, we had J and her son over for dinner. They brought steaks.