Family Circus

No one can drive us crazy unless we give them the keys. - Doug Horton

Thursday

All that hard work...

Halie and Catie clean up their respective rooms each evening, as part of our 'bedtime routine'. Catie and Rosie share a room, and a large toy box. Rosie at 2 years old, has just begun to understand the concept of putting her toys in the toy box. I know that she is still trying to bend her mind around the idea of actually placing her toys in a storage unit when she knows that she'll play with them again in the future. Maybe not today, but tomorrow for sure. Tonight, after Catie worked hard to put away all the toys in her room (read: complained, whined, gave me every reason that she needed to be elsewhere), I happened to catch Rosie in the act of dismantling Catie's

carefully constructed pyramid of stuffed animals atop the overflowing toy box. I simply stepped into the next room to retrieve my camera, and when I aimed, this is what I saw:


Catie, initially, was trying very hard to be angry with her baby sister. Then, the sea of estrogen that is barely contained by our house erupted - in raging laughter. Not only did I not ask Catie to pick the toys up again, I left the glacier of stuffed animals for tomorrow night's 'bedtime routine'. Then, I'll ask Catie to clean it up, of course. When she begins to complain, pointing out that her sister made the mess, I'll be sure to point out how many messes she creates and expects Mommy to clean them up.

Ahhh. The joys of motherhood.

CAST & CREW

Erin: 31, Emcee. Witty redhead, handy with a whip.

DH: 30, Strong Man. Comedian, defender of virtue.

Halie: 7, Chimpanzee. Pulls teeth, loves bananas.

Catie: 5, Leaping Lemur. Gentle and cuddly, loves grapes.

Rosie: 2, Cappuccin. Flings poo, loves carrots.

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