Phew, quiet...thank goodness that worked. Well, I spoke to soon. The hollers and tears starts again, a few minutes later. Charly was trying to lay Kenna down and cover her up, and Kenna didn't want that, so she kicked the cover off of her, in the process kicking Charly in the chest. Obviously that starts the tears. So, I have yet another usual conversation "Charly, if you didn't try to make Kenna do what she doesn't want to, and you don't get in her space, she can't hurt you. And, Kenna, don't kick your sister!" Try making an 18 month old understand. Try making a 6 year old understand. I swear I'm talking to a brick wall!! The greatest thing ever though, is that 2 seconds after fighting like cats and dogs, they are back to being the loving sisters I adore and love so much! This sounds EXACTLY like my sister and I growing up.And, if they anything like my sister and I, they will grow up fighting, but ending up being the best of friends.
So, although the day was like the zoo, filled with lots of cat and dog fighting, monkey howls, and alligator tears, it was also a great day. Charly read to Kenna. They played together. They watched television together. And, most importantly they loved on each other. But, the fighting has been most of the day, today, so I'm hoping we can get out of the house tomorrow (if the rain is done). Hopefully, that will stop some of the fighting. Thank goodness it's almost bed time. :)
Charly and Kenna in a loving moment together. <3 |
Now, I understand how crazy we must have driven our parents. I love and respect you so much more, Mom and Dad, now that I am raising daughters of my own. Thank you for putting up with us! :)
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