sneaky sneaky

Today the kids were out in the sandbox playing. I was sitting beside the sandbox reading a book. Everyone wins. They get to show me how brave they are holding their dying dragonfly, I get to ditch the housework, hang with the kids and have an excuse to read. I'm way too fat these days to sit in a sandbox. I'd probably never get out. Steven would come home and I'd be rolling back and forth in there, unable to roll over the sides. It wouldn't be pretty. Plus there would be sand in all sorts of nasty places, due to the rolling.

Anyway, I brought out some ice tea for them. Tennyson spilled his about 6 seconds later.

"Mommy!! I spilled my ice tea!"
"I know honey, I just sat down, give me just a minute and I'll get you some more."
"Jordan, can you put some of your ice tea in my cup?"
"No, I'm not giving away my ice tea.

A few seconds later, I heard Mitchell crying inside. He had been napping. I went in to get him and at the same time brought Tennyson a new drink. I went in again for a sec for something and then watched at the open window. Jordan was eyeing up Tennyson's drink, which was now fuller than hers.

"Hey, Tennyson. I should pour some of my ice tea into your cup and some of your ice tea into my cup and we'll make them be the same!"

He's very boss-aroundable when it comes to his big sister. He adores her. Did you know they're getting married? Yep. And they're going to have pizza and ice cream at the wedding. It's cute. I should tape him talking about it sometime, and get it back out when they're 8 and 10. I'm sure they'd love that.

"Okay Jordan," he said, handing her his cup. He actually looked a little suspicious. She poured ice tea back and forth until the cups were the same. I let these things happen. Some day he'll realize she's a little sneaky with her helpfulness. Until then, it's working for them and they're happy with each other. Who am I to intervene?

She's such a saint. A sneaky sneaky saint.

Comments

Mommy in Training said…
She is good! I don't know that I would even think of that.
June 25, 2010 at 7:55 AM
Ange said…
I'd say that's pretty of clever of her! Smart girl you've got!

And I think you would find a way out of the sandbox. lol
June 25, 2010 at 9:09 AM
Q&L said…
haha, apparently that was Trevor with me, til I figured him out, then I refused to do his dirty work for him, apparently he was a little upset when I would no longer do EVERYTHING he asked of me...that should be funny to watch when T figures out J. LOL
June 25, 2010 at 9:30 AM
Jen said…
Hee! Sneaky little bugger. How funny.
June 25, 2010 at 11:59 AM
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

MIA

Image
No, my secret alias is not Mia. MIA = missing in action. I have been avoiding posting on here. Why? Because I don't have a ton of stuff to write about. Also, I've discovered that my blog is being followed by a couple of people I'm not related to. Although I'm super excited about it, I'm also a little intimidated! Sounds silly, I know. Hear me out. You know how you can be a teenager (I'm not a teenager, we're just being hypothetical) and have big thick coke bottle glasses, zits all over your face, big baggy pants and a baggy sweatshirt hiding the rolls hidden underneath and a perm that went very very wrong and is now only curly on ONE SIDE and your mom still tells you you're beautiful and she'd love to trade faces with you? You know how that feels? You don't have to question it too much, because she's your mom and you know she's probably a little biased. Blogging is a little like that. Until now, only my friends have read my blog. I coul...
Read more

christmas time's a coming

Only 23 days until Christmas! Remember when we were kids, and Christmas was all about time off school, lots of treats (chocolate, candy canes, oranges, turtles!), new Christmas dresses for the church concert, lights, music, decorations, noisy and exciting gatherings at Grandma's house, Christmas episodes of our favorite tv shows and of course presents! The list goes on and on. I still find Christmas exciting. Yet, now the season holds more than just the "fun" stuff. Now we have to worry about scheduling in all the different families and parents, buying gifts we can't necessarily afford, making dishes to bring to the different gatherings, hoping that people will understand that we need to share the holidays with many others, and hoping that nobody will be hurt if our time with them is short. I wonder if I'm doing a good job of making the holidays fun and enjoyable for my kids, and if I've bought the right gifts. I worry about what five days in a row of late ni...
Read more

the snowsuit

Image
I really must go back and tell you about . . . duhn duhn duh . . . the snowsuit . I've most certainly kept you in suspense far too long. Remember last winter when there was no snow, but it was still cold enough to freeze puddles and require kids to wear winter clothing? Good, we're caught up. Jordan is really hard on outerwear. Last year she destroyed a pair of skates, lost various mitts and tuques, shredded her first pair of winter boots and left her snowsuit looking like swiss cheese. The boots and snowsuit were done before Christmas. I made her wear the snowsuit for the rest of winter anyway and the boots I replaced after Christmas. It's amazing that a six year old child can ruin a rather expensive snowsuit in a few short months. I blame mother nature. Mother nature thought it would be funny to make it cold and icy out without actually giving us snow. Of course children want to run and drop to their knees or tummy on frozen puddles and slide to the other side. Of ...
Read more