And then we heard the boys fighting. Presumably about legos.
And as usual, M felt the need to intervene. So she hopped out of bed to give them a talking to, because doggone it, she was tired and they were being loud and obnoxious.
The hands on the hips... she is such an Elizan, it's scary.
"Stop crying, boys! I'm tired! You're too loud! You're not sharing!"
Since she was out of bed and all worked up anyway, the only logical thing to do was redirect her attention to table setting for dinner instead of letting her continue yelling manically at her older brothers.
And then we made pancakes for dinner, because I don't know about your family, but in our family, pancakes make everything better.
If only life could stay this simple and uncomplicated. I'd take the piddly lego fighting and manic 3-year-old lecturing any day. Let's never grow up, guys.
7 comments:
Life is sweet. Even sweeter with pancakes.
I don't know why, but this post makes me so happy.
This post made me happy too!
Simple little happy things :)
M is adorable, gotta love the attitude.
Yes! Family genes and family culture are passed on...I feel endless.
Those pictures are awesome of M!!!! I hope she is feeling better!
pancakes and sass. i love this post feels like home.
p.s. 11 days till Baby.
pancakes or waffles... both with lots of butter! actually butter makes life better.
Amen to the pancakes! Glad my daughter is not the only one yelling at her brothers to straighten up.
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