Letting the kids do the dirty work
Marguerite got a present last year that I couldn't stand. It was tacky, predictable and featured cherubs. Unfortunately it was something that I couldn't toss. I put it high on a shelf so that Adelaide couldn't get to it as it was breakable and hoped that it would just disappear.
I found Addy playing with it the other day and realized that The Husband had been getting it down for her. No matter how many times I put it back up, it would be down the next day.
This afternoon while I was playing on the internet tending to Daisy, I heard a crash followed by Addy's cries. I went to inspect the damage and found Daisy's present smashed to smithereens all over the stairs.
I then commended Adelaide for a job well done. I'm so going to hell.
Shame on you!!! Who was the present from? Is Addy still traumatized?
Posted by: mom | May 07, 2008 at 05:26 PM