I agree. And through her and her mom, I've met some of the other neighbor children, one of whom was going through several meltdowns in my presence as the children played together. I could tell she was completely on life overload by the way she was unable to handle the simple difficulties of that playtime, and I ended up talking to her gently about dealing with rejection, etc. She came back a few minutes later and said, "We weren't finished talking, remember?" I didn't know we hadn't finished, but realized she must have needed to hear it again, so I began again, and her tears were dried up and she sat on my lap for a while as we talked. Later, another mom told me about the child's background and I could see why she was so unable to cope. I think there is a minefield for ministry here.