Okay, so today it began: the blaming of the dirty deed on the younger sibling, when the younger sibling is, in fact, much to young to have done that deed himself.
This morning I asked Austin if he could help me find the light bulb that he had unscrewed from a nativity scene in the window yesterday. I wasn’t even upset! I just wanted to find it. It went something like this:
Me: “Austin, can you help me find the other light bulb that goes in there?”
Austin: (with finality) “No. Man-yew took out the light.”
~sigh!~
It will just get a little tougher when Matthew actually is old enough to take out the light bulb…
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Ha! You better get used to it. My favorite thing is how he calls him "Man-yew". That's a nickname that's got to stick.
So funny... and so easy to relate to. Anna owns me.
I want to go back to school and majoring in mothering!
I know I already commented on this post, but now I just wanted to say that I like the new look on your blog. I should probably change mine around someday.
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