My older two children are very sweet. They can be stubborn at times. And they definitely are not angels. But, they are pretty good. And then God gave me my youngest. Holy Moly! She is SO mean one minute, and SO nice the next!
Here's one example: The other day E. and O. were sitting in front of the tv. E. was sitting on a play dress up stool. She was playing w/ O's hair. O. has REALLY long, thick beautiful hair. So, I'm standing behind them watching in awe at how nice they are being w/ each other. She's playing, playing and then all of a sudden O. moved, and E. yanked on her hair so hard she screamed in pain! And why, you might ask? Because she wasn't done playing w/ her hair and she wanted her to stay sitting in front her her!
The other day my husband took them to the natural history museum by himself. He does this quite often. He's a great dad! He told me that O. must have done something and E. was struggling to get out of the stroller. He finally let her get out, and E. walked right over to O. and kicked her in the leg! My husband was astounded! I just laughed when he told me!
Last week O. was teasing E. about her stuffed animal that she loves. It's name is Honey, but she started out w/ Goggy. O. was saying, "No E., your dog's name is Goggy" and E. got in her face and sreamed, "NO! IT'S HONEY!" O. said it again, and E. screamed, "HUSH! IT'S HONEY!" right in her face again. She's just so mean!
The stories could go on and on!
