One thing I found impossible to imagine when I had a toddler and a newborn and was melting with despair because I wanted more children but didn't see how I could POSSIBLY manage more when I was ALREADY at MAX CAPACITY for this crap----one thing I found impossible to imagine, as I say, was that the toddler and newborn would be OLDER than the new siblings. I was imagining adding MORE OF THE SAME, daycare-style.
This morning I was already up to HERE with Henry's angry fussing and it was only 7:45 in the morning. I was mashing him a banana and I wasn't even engaging with him anymore because I was discouraged and also kind of crabby with him for being crabby so much recently.
And then Rob came in and said to Henry, "Oh! Are you SAD? Oh, no! Why?" Then he said to me, "Have you seen an ORANGE BALL around here?" I said I didn't think so. He elaborated, showing me the ball's approximate size and describing more accurately the shade of orange ("bright"). I again said I didn't think so, and asked (a little impatiently, if truth must be told, but I don't see why we need the WHOLE truth) why we were looking for this ball. He said, "It's Henry's FAVORITE." I suggested it might be in the playroom and he went rocketing off, coming back with the ball. "HERE you go, Henry! Here's your BALL! Your FAVORITE ball!"
Then Elizabeth came in, and because we once told her to go sing the ABC song to a crying Henry, she thinks that's what she should do EVERY time, so she launched into a vigorous rendition, really DELIVERING that song, ballpark-style.
Then Rob said, "Oh, no WONDER! Your NOSE is running!" and went rocketing off again to get a kleenex, which he used to wipe Henry's nose.
Then William came bouncing in to tell me that Edward was getting into trouble in the living room, and on his way out he offered Henry a bite of his cereal.
Hm. Reading this over, I see a story of CHAOS, not of happy and helpful sibling relationships. You will have to trust me: this is a reassuring story about happy and helpful sibling relationships.
Gift ideas for an 8-year-old, part 1 of 2 - I have TWO 8-year-olds to buy for, so I’m going to split it up into two posts. Today will be the things we’re getting for Edward. I dislike saying “Gift id...