Today was a particularly not fun day; I have (another) nasty cold, Delaney and Elliot woke up from their naps soooo cranky, and it's Friday, so I'm more than a little burned out. So, I did what any mother of two small children would do to get through the day....
I bribed them with lollipops and gummi bears-repeatedly. I would NEVER have given Delaney a lollipop when she was 12 months old, but I guess Elliot benefits from being the second child-I have no choice (except to have him flip out for half an hour-which really wasn't an option for me today) but to give him a lollipop if I'm giving one to Delaney. 
And the afternoon seemed just a tad bit more sweet!
Friday, December 12, 2008
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2 comments:
feel better!
Funny how the idealistic standards change for the second born. As a first born I always thought it was unfair- My brother would get to stay up later than I could when I was his age- heck- I had to go to sleep right after the Bozo the Clown show ended. You remember Bozo... well, never mind.
Love,
Gramps
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