"...me and you, and you and me. No matter how they toss the dice, it's meant to be. The only one for me is you, and you is me. So happy together..."
(the picture above is chocolate faces, runny noses and all - the second picture is the cleaned up version)
You'll have to forgive me for a bit of sarcasm in the title of this post. In the pictures, they do look happy together, right? At the time, I think they were very happy together, but chocolate was involved, so that changes things. In observation of today, Lyla spent most of her time at the table tapping her own hand and saying, "No, Lyla" after throwing her food (yes, she's copying our attempts to reprimand her), then at one point while I was trying to make dinner, I hear yelling in the basement stairwell and Nina is trying to put Lyla in time out on the basement stair for who knows what offense, and I heard way too much "Mine" back and forth between them.
However, there really was a sweet moment that really stuck with me. Both girls are under the weather, and after a rough weekend, both had to visit the doctor this morning. Lyla really dislikes the doctor, and Nina was especially nurturing and encouraging to her (holding her hand and patting her back) while making the dreaded walk down to the examination rooms. She volunteered to get checked by the doctor first so Lyla could see her "be brave" then when Lyla was getting checked by the doctor, Nina stood in front of her holding her two little hands telling her not to be scared. So cute and so sweet...it's definitely not like that all the time, so I'll use my selective memory and keep that as my memory today.
(the picture above is chocolate faces, runny noses and all - the second picture is the cleaned up version)
You'll have to forgive me for a bit of sarcasm in the title of this post. In the pictures, they do look happy together, right? At the time, I think they were very happy together, but chocolate was involved, so that changes things. In observation of today, Lyla spent most of her time at the table tapping her own hand and saying, "No, Lyla" after throwing her food (yes, she's copying our attempts to reprimand her), then at one point while I was trying to make dinner, I hear yelling in the basement stairwell and Nina is trying to put Lyla in time out on the basement stair for who knows what offense, and I heard way too much "Mine" back and forth between them. However, there really was a sweet moment that really stuck with me. Both girls are under the weather, and after a rough weekend, both had to visit the doctor this morning. Lyla really dislikes the doctor, and Nina was especially nurturing and encouraging to her (holding her hand and patting her back) while making the dreaded walk down to the examination rooms. She volunteered to get checked by the doctor first so Lyla could see her "be brave" then when Lyla was getting checked by the doctor, Nina stood in front of her holding her two little hands telling her not to be scared. So cute and so sweet...it's definitely not like that all the time, so I'll use my selective memory and keep that as my memory today.
That is so sweet! Not Sam! He gave daddy a recap of our appointment yesterday and said: I got water up my nose (h1n1 mist), Michael got a shot and he didn't like it, he cried a lot, Molly got two shots and she got really mad. Then they cut her toenails and accidentally cut her toe and she cried and cried. This was all observed safely from the stroller. He may never let me cut his toenails again since that was his interpretation. They did a toe prick to check her hemoglobin in actuality.
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