Little Jasmine was full of energy, love, and… a strong voice. Today, she wasn’t just playful—she was furious.
While her mom was busy with chores—climbing, cleaning, and carrying leaves—Jasmine sat on the ground, arms crossed, eyes narrowed. She watched every move, waiting for even one moment of attention. But it didn’t come.
After a few minutes, Jasmine yelled. Loudly.
“Eeeek!! EEEK!!” Her little face scrunched up in frustration. She stomped her tiny feet, tugged on a branch, and let out another high-pitched cry. “Mooooom!”
But Mom was still too focused, trying to finish her work before sunset. She didn’t ignore Jasmine out of meanness—she was just trying to prepare food and shelter for both of them. Still, Jasmine didn’t understand that. All she felt was neglect.
Finally, Mom turned around.
She saw Jasmine sitting on a log, cheeks puffed out, making her “angry face.” It was hard not to smile, but Mom knew her little girl needed more than a grin. She gently walked over, picked Jasmine up, and gave her a soft hug.
Jasmine paused… then leaned in, resting her head on Mom’s chest.
That’s all she needed. Just one moment to feel seen, loved, and included.
Mom carried her as she finished her tasks, letting Jasmine ride on her back like a queen. And Jasmine? She beamed—tail wagging, eyes sparkling.
Even when she shouts, Jasmine’s message is always the same:
