I had done it now. I was way out on the limb and she could cut it off with the speed of an electric saw. I felt strongly that if we weathered this little controversy, we would have achieved something of importance in building up the necessary initial responsibility for the mother. She had probably often been able to pay her way out of taking this much involved responsibility for Dibs. I decided that it was important to eliminate this factor as best I could at this time. She was very quiet for a few minutes. Her hands were clasped tightly in her lap. She was looking down at them.
