Until they both recognize each other's right to exist.
"Mina!!!!" He screamed again, his voice piercing the calm.
Jeff and I looked at each other. Annoyed, and yet amused at the clear frustration expressed by our three year old son, so eloquently. Just one word.
Mina.
It said so much. What now?
We peeked into the playroom. Poor Jordan. No matter how far away he tried to sit, Mina found him. No matter how many times he picked up his little toy and shuffled into a corner, she came over to investigate. The ridiculous little puzzle sorter, the one that sat in a corner for weeks, unattended, was now the contested item at issue. Both of them wanted it. Both of them were willing to fight for it.
Despite his small size, Jordan was just big enough to physically wrench the puzzle cube from Mina. But she's a wily one. And she has no fear. A dangerous combination. Realizing she couldn't grab the entire toy away from him, she amused herself by swiping a key component away and then running as fast as her chubby legs would carry her.
Away she went, down the hall, with Jordan screaming behind her.
The hallway is pretty short. It ends in a door. The doorknob is the holding area for Oscar's "poo bag." (it hold the grocery bags I use to clean up after him on walks). Realizing she was cornered, Mina did the only thing she knew how to do.
Hide.
She hid her face behind the bag, laughing all the time. I guess she figured if she couldn't see us, we couldn't see her. Oh silly Bean.
It ended badly, as all these little fights do. Screams, tears, hysterical shrieks. One day, I know they will love each other. It might take awhile. A long while. In the meantime we all suffer. Jordan suffers the outrage that comes from knowing he's always getting picked on by his sister. Mina is outraged that she can't get what she wants - which is whatever her big brother happens to have. And I'm outraged that there can't be five minutes of quiet in this house.
Beanie fuels up for the battles which lay ahead.
3 comments:
isnt it always the toy no one wants until the other has it in their hands? lol I solve that problem by taking it away from all three of them and putting it up on top of the fridge until they can play nicely together. they pout for a while before agreeing to play nice to get the toy back again.
regarding your last post... have you tried using cookie cutters to make shapes out of sandwiches for the kids? my kids LOVE eating anything in some sort of shape. i do the same thing with cheese slices. they also make this neat sandwich cutter that actually removes the crusts and seals edges of bread at the same time it cuts into a cute shape. here is a link in case you want to see how it looks. it is very popular in my house!
http://www.amazon.com/Good-Bites-Crustless-Sandwich-Cutter/dp/B000MEA9XC/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&s=home-garden&qid=1202709171&sr=8-1
I think I was 25 years old when you finally recognized my right to exist so don't hold your breath waiting for a peace accord. Could be a long time coming.
O - I don't actually recall formally recognizing you, in any diplomatic sense. I think I just got used to you being around.
P - followed the link. Those are pretty neat. I do use cookie cutter shapes sometimes. You're right, the kids like it. Here's a set we use frequently. They are more sandwich press style, and press the face design into the sandwich.
http://www.wrapables.com/jsp/ProductDetail.jsp?ProductCode=C55025
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