I find this both reassuring and scary.
And it becomes uncomfortably obvious as I watch my kiddos play - Do I really sound like that?
We got the fabulous and amazing "car cart" at the grocery store - but it only had one steering wheel, as the other had been broken off. Naturally, this caused a scuffle.
Child 3: "I get to sit here."
Child 4: "No! I want to drive."
Child 3: "NO! I'm the Mommy! You're the Daddy!"
Child 4: "Oh."
And that settled the debate. The Mommy drives.
* * * *
This is Cinderella and Snow White
sitting at the computer in the courtyard of their castle.
They are planning a menu for the next month and making a grocery list.
* * * *
Of course, babies should be held whenever possible,
and the baby sling makes everyone happy.
(Ignore the fact that child #2 is carrying his cat)
* * * *
And last week Child #4 asked me to play with her.
"I'm the mommy." She announced, picking up a baby doll.
"I'm the mommy and you are the daddy." She handed me the baby.
"I'm going to a meeting." And she put on a pair of my heels and left.
* * * *
Yup. That is exactly what goes on around here.
1 comment:
Dad and I laughed.
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