Every night before I go to bed, I peek into the girls’ room to make sure they have their covers on and aren’t plotting a midnight escape or anything. This is how I found the Kindergartener {she is sound asleep in this picture} a few weeks ago when I looked in…
My flash makes it appear as if the lights were on, but the room was completely dark except for a little nightlight. And, she was snoring loudly. They say kindergarten is harder now than it used to be. This must be true because while there are days when I feel like I’m so tired I could sleep standing up, who really does this?? Our oldest child, that’s who.
In other bizarre news, the Baby has a new obsession with the trash. In the last week I’ve recovered all of the following from our kitchen trash can: a pair of her shoes, a bottle, a Barbie, a comb, and the items in the picture below:
That would be my cooking spray, a new box of Jiffy, and her own sippy cup. If this is her way of saying we should eat out more often because my cooking is bad, I’m all for it. But if it’s her way of saying she doesn’t like her juice to be so watered down, that’s just too bad.
Last week the Preschooler was so proud of herself for setting up a {plastic} picnic for us to enjoy. She couldn’t wait for me to see it.
But, unfortunately, the picnic was thwarted by a certain nineteen-pounder who kept disposing of our “lunch food” in the nearest upstairs trash receptacle… her diaper Genie.
You can imagine the Preschooler’s disgust.
It’s things like this that probably led to the discussion I had with her in the car yesterday.
The Preschooler: Momma, I don’t want to have a baby.
Me: Well, OK. You’ll probably change your mind about that one day. But, that will be up to you.
The Preschooler: No, I mean I don’t want to have our baby. {as in “the Baby,” a.k.a. her sister}
Me: Oh, I see. You want to get rid of your sister? But, why??
The Preschooler: {sigh} Well, ’cause she eats my stuff… And, she eats toilet paper. {True… true, she does}.
Me: Well, what do you think we can do with her?
The Preschooler: I think we should give her to Ju-Ju and Katie. {That would be my brother and his fiancé}.
So, later in the day I got out our little red suitcase and started packing the Baby up to ship her to Birmingham, Alabama, to live with my brother.
And, that’s when the Preschooler started having second thoughts about this whole idea. She kept asking the rest of the afternoon, “Are you just kidding me? Are you just kidding me??”
Of course, I’m just kidding. And, I knew this would work because she secretly she likes being bothered by her sister. I think she knows deep down that this is a good set-up. She doesn’t have to feel the burden of responsibility a firstborn feels to control save the world, but she does have someone she can boss around in a few years. If she can just survive the Baby’s toddlerhood, I think things will get much better for her down the road.
And, if not, she can always ship herself off to Birmingham:
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