What's In Your Thermos?

Ev got mad at us yesterday. Both parents, it seems treated her with indignity (in her mind) and it made her mad. MAD.
The problem is that she tried to keep it all bottled up.
This is why last night at 10:30 pm , instead of sitting with a snack and watching a movie with my husband, I was playing Dr. Phil to a very, singularly put out 6 year old.
I was glad to so this really because she is so stoic and truly needs help dragging her emotions out and talking about them.
During this talk she laid out what I think is the best verbal description of anger that I have ever heard.
E: I have a big temper Mama.
M: I know kiddo. That's ok. I have one too.
E: I was really mad at you Mama and I wanted to yell at you.
M: Why didn't you?
E: I don't know.
Papa: Are you still mad?
E: Yes.
M: Do you want to get rid of your mad?
E: Not yet. It's right there in the middle of my heart.
M: In the middle of your heart?
E: Yes my thermos is full!
P: Your thermos?
E: Yes. I have a thermos inside and sometimes it's empty but sometimes I get mad and my thermos gets filled up.
P: What does your thermos get full of?
E: Juice. Mad Juice that's HOT.
P: So your thermos gets full of hot anger juice?
E: Yes and when it full, even when the air conditioner is on and it's cold in the room, you feel hot.


There you have it.
Hot anger juice in a heart thermos.