It truly is a test of wills and I cave in a little quick. Her high pitched wail hits my ear drum in a most painful way and I just want her to be her sweet self and STOP - quickly. It's been a battle over everything, from who gets to color on which coloring book - what does Avery care? She can color on a wall and be perfectly happy- to who gets to take medicine and who doesn't.
I understand life is a learning process but I'm learning rather quick that having two has it's pluses -no one can make Avery happier than her brother, Will was born to be a big brother - AND it's minuses. It takes a lot of effort in finding fairness, drawing the lines between what is okay to do and what is reserved solely for those above 4 ("please, sit in your high chair"), and mediation skills when my common response is: "You need to talk it out with your sister." or "Play with one of her toys until she changes her mind."
Frankly, I am running out of resourcefulness and I don't like to yell - I'm just trying to save a little sanity here - just ignore the loud banshee wails (and it's not coming from the little people that have taken over the house.)
3 comments:
o my goodness. poor little avery bear. look at her......it's the saddest thing i've even seen! i wish i had some wise words of wisdom....my suggestion ...tequila...for you NOT for avery!
What a bitter-sweet rivalry.
Glad for a moment to be just the Aunt and live in my own house. But love your sweeties bundles.
I remember our younger year squabbles, and we both came out of it with all body parts and brains intact. But alas, may not have been so good of a turnout for mom and dad. OOPSS! Sorry, mama Anne. I hear meditational Yoga calling you?
That picture is adorable! We deal with sibling riverly over here also. That's why I max out the child care limit at Lifetime! Let the baby sitters deal with them for 2 hours while I meditate at Yoga, or dance my sox off in Body and SOul. You better be there tonight! I will save you a salsa spot...
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