Short Story and this past weekend!

On Friday night I decided that I would post about Stuart’s 32nd birthday and ended up messing up my whole blog. I don’t know what I did, but it disappeared for a few days. I ended up deleting that last post and it looks like we are back to normal except for the fact that I can’t view comments. I don’t have comments blocked, so I don’t know what’s going on with it. I’m tired of messing with it for now, so I’m giving up at this point.

This weekend we went to visit my parents because my little brother Mark and his girlfriend were in town. We had a great time and I will post more about the weekend later.

Now here is a little story…

The other day Taylor started to throw a fit in the car with big tears and loud cries.

Have I mentioned that my girls can be little drama queens?

I try to ignore them when they start a meaningless temper tantrum like this. However; in this case Molly felt the need to tell me that Taylor is crying, I guess she didn’t think I could hear the screaming coming from the back seat of the car. Molly then went on to tell me that we needed to tell Taylor that we love her. So now I hear Taylor crying and Molly starting in with, “Taylor we love you.”

This technique did not work. It actually had the reverse affect. I think this is the start of sibling love turned to how we can antagonize one another.

Taylor: Crying
Molly: “Taylor we love you.”
Taylor: Crying gets louder
Molly: “Taylor we love you.”
Taylor: Grunt. Crying. Screams “Stop talking at me.”
Molly: Starts Crying. “Mommy, Taylor is fighting at me.”

End result: Both girls crying! DRAMA