Aiming for progress, not perfection.
"...being confident of this, that He who began a good work in you
will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus."
Thursday, November 20, 2008
call me zebra.
i have become a referee. since casen and grant started coming, i may as well just wear black and white stripes and don a whistle. the fault is entirely my daughter's. she lives to terrorize them, it seems! whatever they have, she takes. toys, bottles, pacifiers. like, constantly. like, as soon as i give her a big, stern speech, she cries, timeout, hugging, apologizing. like, TWO SECONDS LATER! jenny, please forgive me, but i just caught her sitting on grant. grant is wailing away, and ellie is just sitting on him! pinning him to the floor! heaven, help me. i'd like to do something besides scold her all day, but i mostly feel sorry for these boys. any suggestions? is this just something i have to deal with since they are all so small? i know she knows it's wrong. but aside from locking her in her room, i don't know what to do get her to mind her own business. help!