What started out as a simple game of drawing on the chalkboard quickly erupted into a shoving match and shouts of, "No, it's mine!" and "Move Evan!" and "Moooooommmmmyyyyy!"
Long and frustrated le sigh!
I mentioned in an earlier post that I consider myself a referee, and that I am. But, I am also an object of contention between these two. They fight over me constantly. It was a bit flattering at first, I must admit. (Hey, I'm keeping it real!) But now? Lord Jesus be a fence; it's driving me nutso! I am constantly being pushed and pulled by one boy screaming, "No, she's MY mommy!" and then in the other direction I go by the other boy declaring, "Noooo, MY mommy!"
Here's poor little me in the middle trying to explain that yes, I am Ryan's mommy, but I'm Evan's mommy too and I must be shared. There's plenty of me to go around, so don't fret.
This does not go over well.
Even longer and more frustrated le sigh!
But then, I talk to the teacher at day care and find out that these two are thick as thieves. They take care of each other, and if one cries for whatever reason his brother is right there to ask, "What's wrong? Are you okay?" And then I smile and know that all really is well.
This is too cute the way they fight over their mommy, enjpy it while it last. I love the way they look out for each other in daycare. Good job boys.
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