Having a almost-three-year-old and a nine-month-old in the same stroller is like having a wolf and a rabbit strapped to each other. The wolf (Elena) is continually attacking the poor defenseless rabbit (Liam). The rabbit likes to cuddle and pat the wolf, which the wolf does not care for. What used to be a relaxing way to get exercise, has now become a constant balancing act.
Trying to keep the peace doesn't really work. Like the Middle East, it's a case of being squeezed into too small of a place to ignore their differences. I long for the day when they can draw a line between them and not cross it. We need a treaty negotiator. I am getting so tired of hearing:
"NO WEEEEEEEEEUMMMMMMMMMM (Liam) MOMMMMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYY HE'S TRYING TO GET MY WATER! BINKY! BLANKEY! HAND! HAIR! FACE! Etc."
UGH...Just to prove it, here is my series of attempts to get a picture of them in harmony...
Saturday, April 28, 2007
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Front and back strollers are the ticket. I never would have survived with a side-by-side one either. Aren't siblings the best?
yeah, mine is little kid in the back, big kid in front. As long as i keep Emma's hair up and out of reach, we're fine. Out o' sight, out o' mind :) works for me.
I was cracking UP about your wolf/rabbit and Middle East analogies. Hilarious! And I love their little matching bodies.
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