Hug Twice

Apparently the thing I said my whole life of how I wouldn’t let my younger child do things faster was a lie I told myself. I was always irritated as a child (I was the oldest) when I would have to wait until a certain age to do something, and then my younger brothers would get to do it earlier than I did.

And now, someday, CJ will hate me the same way.

I made CJ wait until he was 3 to have lollipops. Call me crazy, but they just freaked me out. I intended on making Alexa wait until 3 as well. And then today at the barber, CJ got a lollipop for doing a good job, and after much deliberation (and, I will admit, a fair bit of whining on the part of the youngest) I gave Alexa, not yet quite 2, a lollipop too. And freaked out a bit, but she did just fine.

So fine, in fact, that when it was almost gone I was calm enough to go into the kitchen to start cleaning up (she was with CJ in our attached family room sitting on the floor). And then I hear CJ screech. I turn around, and Alexa had finished her lollipop, put the stick on the floor, and stolen CJ’s right out of his mouth. And popped it right into hers.

He was not amused. And then I made her give it back, and she was very not amused.

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