Daddy's sock had a couple holes in it after already being patched, and according to my experienced mother, a hole in a darned sock means rag time.
ConLai handed me one of those socks I had set aside on the couch for its death, so I stuck my fingers in the hole and tore apart the sock. This was her reaction.
To her dismay I had broken Daddy's sock. She was very alarmed, so she insisted I use tape to fix it.
I think she has prior memories of Mommy also tearing Daddy's shirt apart (while it was on him). It's a very frightening memory of her past, maybe that's been what her scary dreams are about - Mommy chasing Daddy around tearing his clothes apart.Tape Solution #2
Things became suddenly very quiet (Mommy alarm #1) as I was washing dishes and my bedroom door was shut (Mommy alarm #2).
I pushed open the door and bumped into ConLai which spilled a container of cake sprinkles. She immediately started bawling. After questions with no answers, we assumed she either: 1- was sad the sprinkles spilled or 2 - was feeling very guilty for hiding in Mommy's room eating sprinkles with the door taped shut.
3 comments:
PRICELESS! She's so clever...'taping' you our of your own room so she could sneak sprinkles!!
She is so adorable-she must keep you on your toes! I enjoy looking at your blog and seeing how your girls are growing.
Whoaaaa, your tearing clothes comments kind of made me blush. -Dawson
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