I tried to reason with her that there's no point crying, it won't change anything, sometimes things don't work out etc. That didn't help.
Another recent incident: She couldn't find her doggy when it was time to leave my parents' place. That doggy travels daily there so she could nap with it, and travels back home for the night. Quite a few times the small dog was nowhere to be seen when it was time to go. My parents, my previous maids, hubby, myself, other adults who happen to be around - all have accumulated considerable time looking for this doggy! Sometimes it will be found, sometimes not. This time it stayed firmly hidden and I was treated to the very real grief of a 5yo the whole 40-min journey home.
"Waaaaahhhh Doggy Dog-ggeeeeee DOG-GGEEEEEE.......
I want my dog-geeee.
I want, *sob* I want my dog-gee
My doggy is so nice, *sob* the ears are so nice, *sob* I rub the ears when I sleep....
I was torn between feeling very sorry for her and being very amused at this outpouring of emotions over a small toy dog!
I have my doggy and all's right with the world
Guess she's just a little girl after all!