Earlier, I broke up a "finger biting fight". I scolded children and demanded better behavior. That's not what I got. Instead, I got a child with gum in her hair (peanut butter is awesome for that), an early round of bath/shower time (due to said gum and peanut butter), put children in their pj's, broken up a nerf gun assault, confiscated said nerf gun and consoled a sobbing 8 year old. At least, he was sorry. It then lead into a fit of sobs over his Aunt's upcoming trip. He doesn't do well with goodbye's (even small ones). I'm exhausted.
For now, I have two children playing nicely. The older is reading to the younger. Somehow, she conned him into reading a cinderella book and playing prince & princess. He's a good kid. I really hope she knows that she really has the best brother. I just need to keep telling myself crazy days like this will pass, and I will miss them once the noise is gone.
OH NO!! He cried because I'm leaving??? *sad face* What brought that on??? Poor Gavers!! I love that sweet, sensitive boy! <3
ReplyDeleteI love that he's so good to Wickie. He really IS a good big brother! She'll appreciate it when she's picked on and there's a big brother who has her back!!