Earlier this evening I asked Chloe if she like having a little sister. Her response was initially knee-jerk. “I like her sometimes.” But then she gave it further thought. “Actually, I like it most of the time. Because even when I’m bugging her I’m having fun.”
I interpret that as a mostly positive response. Indeed, tonight’s bedtime routine went relatively smoothly. The husband was working late and we three girls did addition and multiplication, sang “Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star,” read a princess book and “Monsters vs. Aliens,” and had a jolly good time. There was minimal yelling and hitting. And the girls even wished each other good night – at my prompting – but they complied. That’s a big deal.
Chloe’s off tomorrow and her Papa is going to take her to work. She’s excited because she gets to watch movies all day. And play computer games.