Parenting ≠ Guarding the hen house.

19 Aug

From their bedroom:

L: (extremely high pitched) M! M! Get off my balls! You’rl on my balls! Mommy! She wont get off.

M: I am not hurting them. hush. she will here you.

L: Mommy!

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I walk in the room expecting the worst. M was sitting on L’s collection of bouncy balls, pretending they were eggs and she was the mother hen. I told L to pretend he was a fox and steal his eggs/balls back. So far, the mother hen is still winning.

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