Avelyn (circa 2009) and Noah (now) in my dads old rocker
This post was going to be something else but I’d rather tell you what is going on right now:
Avelyn wants to read a book, but I don’t want to read right now so I told her to read to herself. I’d rather sit on the floor drinking hot tea and feeling sorry for myself because I’m either suffering from a mild cold or the worst allergies in the history of the rightnow. Anyway, Noah tried to take over the book, which is a soft page book so you know, NO. I suggested she give Noah a hard page baby book so he has one of his own and will leave her alone. She stood up to find him one and he took over her (my dads old) (rocking) chair. Seeing the inevitable I informed her that she should not just knock him out of the chair but rather wait until he gets out of it on his own.
Having the infinite patience of an almost-four year old, Avelyn gently sets down her book, picks up her barely-one year old brother under the arms and plops him with the force of one who does not care on the floor before reclaiming the chair rightfully hers.
She is now silently reading a book while instead Noah has abandoned his book and has climbed halfway up the play kitchen.
Girls. Boys.
She needs a cape with the letters SPS on it… Super Patient Sister! Way to go Avelyn… and mommie is always right! Do not knock him out, just pick him up and moooooove him! Bright Girl! Takes after your mommie!