I am the oldest of 3. This means I have learned a thing or two about sibling rivalry, or at least how to look out for my own best interests….sometimes (I admit) at the expense of my little brothers. Now that I’m a mom, I’m being forced to look at both sides of the coin.
Easter morning, Gavin woke up first…of course. The Easter Bunny had come! Well, being up late and having a pretty good idea of what he had brought anyway, Brady & I were content to spend an extra couple of minutes snoozing - especially since Grayson was too. Apparently he wasn’t as concerned about the big bunny’s visit as Gavin was…which was totally fine with me.
After 10 minutes of suspicious quiet, and no sound of footsteps running back UP the stairs, Brady & I lazily grabbed the baby and headed downstairs to something that can only be described as Easter Mayhem. Gavin had literally disassembled BOTH baskets and laid out both boys’ offerings in some sort of candy/trinket/toy/formula cult shrine.
But here’s the best part: not having any idea that Mom & Dad would actually KNOW what the Easter Bunny brought, Gavin had taken it upon himself to select the choice goodies from Grayson’s basket that he obviously thought would be more suited to HIS tastes.
The Bunny had left a green sand pail/orange shovel for Gavin, and an orange pail/green shovel for Grayson. Guess who had a green pail AND shovel? And the monster-sized bucket-o-bubbles that really were for Gavin (kind of) but were placed in Grayson’s basket as ‘filler’? Yup, those ended up on Gavin’s side of the ‘shrine’.
When questioned (tactfully, or course) he gave up the gig and confessed that since Grayson was a baby, he couldn’t really use the bubbles anyway, and also (since he’s a baby, you know) he probably doesn’t care what color his shovel is, and Gavin would rather have the green. Such logic from a five year old, huh? So we made him ASK Grayson if he MINDED if Gavin took the green shovel (he really didn’t give a hoot) and he volunteered to blow bubbles for him once he gets a little older.
Grayson is lucky the only other things he got were formula and baby toys...otherwise he might have lost a lot more!! Almost makes me feel a *twinge* of sympathy for my little brothers...almost...
Easter morning, Gavin woke up first…of course. The Easter Bunny had come! Well, being up late and having a pretty good idea of what he had brought anyway, Brady & I were content to spend an extra couple of minutes snoozing - especially since Grayson was too. Apparently he wasn’t as concerned about the big bunny’s visit as Gavin was…which was totally fine with me.
After 10 minutes of suspicious quiet, and no sound of footsteps running back UP the stairs, Brady & I lazily grabbed the baby and headed downstairs to something that can only be described as Easter Mayhem. Gavin had literally disassembled BOTH baskets and laid out both boys’ offerings in some sort of candy/trinket/toy/formula cult shrine.
But here’s the best part: not having any idea that Mom & Dad would actually KNOW what the Easter Bunny brought, Gavin had taken it upon himself to select the choice goodies from Grayson’s basket that he obviously thought would be more suited to HIS tastes.
The Bunny had left a green sand pail/orange shovel for Gavin, and an orange pail/green shovel for Grayson. Guess who had a green pail AND shovel? And the monster-sized bucket-o-bubbles that really were for Gavin (kind of) but were placed in Grayson’s basket as ‘filler’? Yup, those ended up on Gavin’s side of the ‘shrine’.
When questioned (tactfully, or course) he gave up the gig and confessed that since Grayson was a baby, he couldn’t really use the bubbles anyway, and also (since he’s a baby, you know) he probably doesn’t care what color his shovel is, and Gavin would rather have the green. Such logic from a five year old, huh? So we made him ASK Grayson if he MINDED if Gavin took the green shovel (he really didn’t give a hoot) and he volunteered to blow bubbles for him once he gets a little older.
Grayson is lucky the only other things he got were formula and baby toys...otherwise he might have lost a lot more!! Almost makes me feel a *twinge* of sympathy for my little brothers...almost...
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