Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Today we got a phone call from the gym the girls take gymnastics from. The lady said that Lizzie was advancing to the next level. Happy. Gracie, however, wasn't quite ready and would need to stay in her current level until she could pass off all the skills. Sad.
When the girls came home from school I told Lizzie the news. She was ecstatic at first, but upon seeing Gracie drop to the floor and sob, her own face fell. She dropped to her knees and hugged her little sis and told her to work hard so they could be together again.
Gracie laid on the floor crying for a while. Nothing we could say or do was helping. She was determined to never go back. We were determined to teach her that we don't just "quit" when we get discouraged. It was so heart-breaking to see her so sad. Having the girls so close has been a blessing in many ways but hard to see the younger compare herself to the older in their school work, activities and whatever else.
How do YOU handle to situation when one sibling achieves and another doesn't and it causes hard feelings? I could use some advice, here.
Posted by Lora Bonham at 9:45 PM
Friday, September 11, 2009
Today we were driving down the freeway. Babies were content in the back seat, I was singing along to the music in the front seat and the big girls were talking each other's ears off in the way-back seat. As I turned on the air to cool them off, I overheard their random conversation and turned down my music to eavesdrop a little easier.
Lizzie: "Oooh. That cool air feels so good."
Gracie: "Yeah it does. It is drying my sweaty armpits right up."
Lizzie: "I saw a girl throw-up on the playground today. It looked like peanut butter."
Gracie: "Mmmmm....My armpits smell like hot chicken nuggets."
So happy that those sweaty little girls are mine. Love 'em to pieces.
Posted by Lora Bonham at 9:54 PM