Situations like what happened yesterday give me pause for reflection. I remember events that occurred when my kids were young and instead of responding appropriately, I burst out with laughter.
For the first time yesterday, I caught my 2-year-old granddaughter lying to me. We had been playing with the empty paper towel holder, talking into it, listening as the other spoke into it, peering at each other's eyes, nose, and mouth, etc. Well later, I saw it on the carpet and you can see by the photo Avery's little teeth marks, so I asked her, "Avery, how did this get wet?"
Avery shrugged her shoulders and said, "I don't know."
I said, "Yes, you do know. How did it get wet?" She pointed to the sink and said, "It got wet," which was supposed to indicate that somehow the paper towel holder had made it into the sink and the sink had bitten it. Memories of my own kids' childhoods flashed before my eyes. I scolded my mouth, "Don't smile! Don't smile! Don't you even think about laughing!"
But my mouth disobeyed me and I broke up laughing. Later I watched her grab her brother's book bag, throw it into the bathroom, and shut the door.
I think we're in trouble.
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