That's it. My oldest is a better person than I am.
As Avery sits here crying (fake...I think), for attention, I say, "Avery, no one really cares that you're crying right now."
To which Mollie replied, "And the winner of parent of the year is....!!!!!"
Agreed. ME!!!!!!
Yeah.
So I made some crying noises like Snoopy's teacher: "Waaaaa, waa, waa, waaaaaaaa, waaaaaaaaaa" to mimic Avery's whiny crying for no good reason.
I felt a tap on my shoulder. Turned to Morgan who was sitting next to me: "Mommy, that's teasing."
Poop. My daughter is a better person than I am.
(sort of. Here's a pic of her dragging baby #2 across the floor, against #2's will.)
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