Kids don't come with manuals

But, oh, how I wish they did. Jess is in her in bedroom, sobbing her eyes out, and I'm not sure what to do next. Marc is all for leaving her in there until tomorrow morning, but I don't want her to go to sleep like this. Basically, she's been a walking temper tantrum since she walked thru the door, and finally, I just gave up and sent her into her room to cry it out. And cry it out she has, and out and out and out.