Ice Cream is a typical food around here. Most likely too much typical. But it’s calcium, right?
The girls had a scoop tonight with daddy.
Patrice just came out from bed (obviously not sleeping) and tells me the following.
“Caitlyn used to be mean, but I think my brain freeze made her nice, because she is being really nice.”
“You got a brain freeze from your ice cream and it made Caitlyn nice?”
“Yes, ice cream has magical powers!”
Can’t really argue with that last sentence, can you?
We did have a conversation about the comments that Caitlyn is mean. Trust me, she is not. She can be a very focused on a task and will tell her sisters she is busy and might say, “go away,” but it is never out of malice.
Sue kept insisting that earlier Caitlyn had been mean but now she was soooo nice, asking them what she could help them with, what they needed, so on and so forth.
Apparently Sue forgot when Caitlyn helped her clean up the 3+ cups of flour that she had dumped on the floor, earlier today–and saved her from mama getting very, very upset.
Now, Sue has decided to sleep in Patrice’s room and leave Caitlyn solo. I think she’s lonely. She just came out (yes, not sleeping) and said, “I keep trying to think of reasons to go in their room.”
We might have to rethink our thought of moving Sue and Patrice in one room and giving Caitlyn her own…
For those of you with siblings, did you share a room? Did you always share? Was there one that always had their own room? Did you guys move around so at one time or another you all got your own room/had to share?
As you might have guessed, this only child always had her own room 😉
