Miss Mia, in the conservatory, with the candlestick!
Norah has entered a climbing phase. She has figured out how to climb up onto the bed by using the end table next to it, and she has also become quite nimble about getting up onto the sofas. One place she likes to climb upon is the tray that Mia's chair is equipped with. Mia sits in the chair and we put toys on the tray for her to play with. Usually she ends up throwing most of the toys on the floor, an activity that Norah is only too happy to help her with, and then it's time for Demon Child #2 to strike!
Mia seems to deal with Norah sitting there with a kind of world-weary tolerance, which is how she deals with a lot of things. However, yesterday I was in the other room, when suddenly Norah started screaming. Well, screaming more than she usually does when she doesn't get what she wants, or Mommy isn't picking her up every second of the day. This was more "I'm hurt" screaming, so I walked into the living room to see what had happened. Norah was lying on her belly in front of the chair. It looked suspicious. I asked Mia if she had pushed Norah, and she said, authoritatively, "No." She has already learned a crucial component of American culture - deny everything! Of course, her favorite word these days is "No," so I can't be sure if she was telling the truth. Certainly the circumstantial evidence was heavily against her - but that didn't hurt O. J., after all! Through the course of the day Norah developed a nice little boo-boo on the end of her nose:
On the one hand, we don't want Mia pushing her sister around. On the other hand, it's nice to see her being a bit assertive. Norah constantly takes toys away from her, and as Mia can't chase her, she (Mia) is quite passive about it. And Norah is going to have to take some lumps in this world, so a little scrape on the end of her nose is nothing to freak out about. Of course, she may have "slipped." Unless we get Hercule Poirot in here, the world may never know!
Mia seems to deal with Norah sitting there with a kind of world-weary tolerance, which is how she deals with a lot of things. However, yesterday I was in the other room, when suddenly Norah started screaming. Well, screaming more than she usually does when she doesn't get what she wants, or Mommy isn't picking her up every second of the day. This was more "I'm hurt" screaming, so I walked into the living room to see what had happened. Norah was lying on her belly in front of the chair. It looked suspicious. I asked Mia if she had pushed Norah, and she said, authoritatively, "No." She has already learned a crucial component of American culture - deny everything! Of course, her favorite word these days is "No," so I can't be sure if she was telling the truth. Certainly the circumstantial evidence was heavily against her - but that didn't hurt O. J., after all! Through the course of the day Norah developed a nice little boo-boo on the end of her nose:
On the one hand, we don't want Mia pushing her sister around. On the other hand, it's nice to see her being a bit assertive. Norah constantly takes toys away from her, and as Mia can't chase her, she (Mia) is quite passive about it. And Norah is going to have to take some lumps in this world, so a little scrape on the end of her nose is nothing to freak out about. Of course, she may have "slipped." Unless we get Hercule Poirot in here, the world may never know!
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