My five-year-old, L, was yelling at the two-year-old, E, to move out of the way of the tv. She couldn’t see the last moments of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.
I employed the appropriate motherly tool of yelling from the kitchen, “E, down in front!” Somehow, that didn’t work, as L was continuing her verbal tirade against the door who would make a better window. Finally, I walked into the living room, only to see the words, “The End” on the screen.
“Relax, L. The movie’s over,” I said and walked out again. Yep, parenting at its finest, folks.
L, on the other hand, came up with a brilliant solution for avoiding future such egregious situations involving her little sister. Read the rest of this entry