Today on my lunch break I put Evie in bed and got her settled. She was asleep, I came out to the kitchen and hugged Abby who had been instructed to go to the bathroom and then Jessica would tuck her in (Jessica has lunch tucking in duties for Abby and I have night time tucking in duties). Abby screamed all the way down the hallway about making sure mommy was tucking her in. I told her sternly, “Be quiet, your sister is supposed to be sleeping!” I was making sure that I wasn’t also really loud and therefore proving myself an idiot. No progress, she continued to be loud and slam things around the bathroom as she went to the bathroom and washed her hands.
Toilet sounds, stool unfolding and being slammed in front of the counter, water on at full blast to make the most noise, and lastly the loudest hand wiping you have ever heard.
I swear I must be speaking adult-ese, which is a slightly different dialect of English that her little mind cannot fathom.
What’s this? Abby is not the perfectest angelic child?? I can’t believe it. I Won’t believe it! I SHAN’T believe it!!
This was too funny, brings me back as my girls gave me fits at times, and I did go around believing that they were perfect. 🙂