It was Monday morning (President's Day) and I was at home. My parents were there. And the girls were playing in their Princess House. It's one of those pop-up fabric ones. All of a sudden I hear Sofi start crying. I think nothing of it since she's my little drama queen. It didn't stop and just didn't sound good. My mom insists I pull her out. I do. She's still crying and looks so sad and pitiful! I ask her what happened. She makes the hand gesture of "someone" biting her cheek! I inspect her little face, and sure enough...teeth marks right under her right eye and at the apple of her cheek.
Yup. You guessed it. Sofi didn't bite Sofi. ALEX bit Sofi!! Yikes!! I mean big huge deep teeth marks!
So we're all totally shocked. My dad takes Sofi. I pull Alex aside and yell at her/talk to her/punish her. Whatever I can think of to get it through to her that what she did was WRONG! Poor thing gave me the pouty lower lip. She did go up to Sofi and hug and kiss her, but Sofi wasn't too quick to accept the apology.
What am I going to do with these girls!!
Oh, and Alex did strike again apparently. A few days later she bit Sofi's upper arm. Not quite as bad, but there is a bruise.
The bright side...if you can call it that....Sofi hasn't bitten Alex.(insert all superstition activity here so I don't jinx it)
Monday, February 25, 2013
Thursday, February 7, 2013
My smart little girls!
These little ladies sure do keep me on my toes. Lately it's been Miss Alex.
The other day, she grabs me by the finger and leads me upstairs to her room. There are a pair of striped socks on the floor between their beds. She sits be down by the socks, starts to take the orange lion ones she has on off (which I help her with), she then tries to put the striped ones from the floor on (again, I help), then she wants the orange lion ones put back on, on top of the striped ones. We do that. She grabs a book and starts to head down the hall and down the stairs. How the heck did she remember those socks were there and that her tiny feet needed two pairs!!
Then yesterday, I gave her a bowl with some dried cranberries to share with Sofi. She took them to their play area and I turned my back and was doing something. My dad was sitting on the couch. Apparently Sofi had taken the bowl and was sitting in front of the TV with it just watching her show. Alex comes and grabs my dad by the finger, walks in front of Sofi and stops, points at her bowl of cranberries and then continues to lead my dad to the cupboard that houses those same bowls and cranberries. So grandpa giver her her own bowl of cranberries. Seriously - how smart is she??? She knows how to communicate her needs.
The other day, she grabs me by the finger and leads me upstairs to her room. There are a pair of striped socks on the floor between their beds. She sits be down by the socks, starts to take the orange lion ones she has on off (which I help her with), she then tries to put the striped ones from the floor on (again, I help), then she wants the orange lion ones put back on, on top of the striped ones. We do that. She grabs a book and starts to head down the hall and down the stairs. How the heck did she remember those socks were there and that her tiny feet needed two pairs!!
Then yesterday, I gave her a bowl with some dried cranberries to share with Sofi. She took them to their play area and I turned my back and was doing something. My dad was sitting on the couch. Apparently Sofi had taken the bowl and was sitting in front of the TV with it just watching her show. Alex comes and grabs my dad by the finger, walks in front of Sofi and stops, points at her bowl of cranberries and then continues to lead my dad to the cupboard that houses those same bowls and cranberries. So grandpa giver her her own bowl of cranberries. Seriously - how smart is she??? She knows how to communicate her needs.
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