Today started out like any other…granted, I woke up exhausted due to bad dreams and staying up too late, but whatever. Kids did their ‘Morning Duties’, ate breakfast, watched a little Dora the Explorer, A arrived and they all headed to the game room to build a clubhouse. After seeing their attempts at making the clubhouse…
and that they banished K2 to a separate, minuscule one…
while making fun of her for snuggling her teddy bear inside, we had a little chat.
Me: Why are you making fun of Kara for snuggling her teddy bear when you are 9 years old and sleep w/ Daddy Bear & Blankie?
Me: You need to think about what you are going to say to your sister and decide if you would like someone treating you that way. Embarrassing her is not a good idea…I’m your Mom & I know all kinds of embarrassing things about you that I could share but choose not to. You need to go apologize.
T: (all pouty) Okay.
Instead of an apology, I hear:
T: I have to tell you something.
T: I am 9 years old and I sleep with a teddy bear named Daddy Bear…and a blanket I call Blankie.
K1: I sleep w/ a bear too!
K2: I sleep w/ Beary!
Me: That’s not what I told you to do…what are you supposed to do?
T & K1: Sorry Kara…and Beary.
I thought the whole apology to ‘Beary’ was adorable…
What caused her to start this whole confessional thing rather than just say ‘I’m sorry.’? I have no clue. Maybe she thought I was actually going to tell something embarrassing about her. Not that I have anything major on a 9 year old. Kids baffle me sometimes.
After the chat, I decided to help them make a clubhouse they could all fit in with lots more room…
Currently there is giggling, whispers, occasional shrieks of laughter, and lots of imagination taking place in the game room.
UPDATE: While proofing this post, T asks what I’m blogging about.
Me: (in a joking way) it’s about you being mean to your sister.
T: (with a shocked look on her face) You read my notebook?!
Me: (putting her in a headlock & giving her a nuggie) What notebook?
T: (now embarrassed, but smiling) Never mind.
Confessional it is…