Little Sissy Speaks

I'm always writing about funny thing Big Sissy says. Little Sissy, who just turned 2 last month, is also getting very verbal. Her personality is so different from Big Sissy's. Big Sissy is very intense. She thinks deeply. She fights hard. She has an idea of how things should go and works very hard to get it that way. Borderline OCD possibly, or maybe just a perfectionist. She can memorize things like crazy and wanted to learn her letters and numbers before she was 2. Little Sissy is also very feisty but in a much more playful way. She really wants to make people laugh and usually does so through her expressions. She could care less about letters and numbers, I'm afraid, but at least she's starting to take an interest in books. I'm excited that I get to start posting funny things she says and does now.

Tonight she wanted a snack. This is not unusual; in fact, the girls think it's punishment to go to bed without one. I offered her bananas, grapes, or strawberries. Since strawberries give her a diaper rash (yes, both of my girls have dietary issues), I suggested maybe grapes with one strawberry. She said, "No, I don't want one. I want too many." I'm not sure if she means two??? Anyway, once we got started she ended up with a whole fruit salad--too many of everything. After that she came to me with her bowl.

"I still hungee."

"You're still hungry? OK. I guess you could have....hmmm..."I'm mentally thinking through the food groups and trying to come up with a snack that would make up for any nutritional deficiencies through the day.

Little Sissy, impatient and very "hungee" finally said, "OK. I'll take some hummmm right here in this bowl."

Oh my goodness. She cracks me up.

On a side note, I'm still really tired. I'm thinking it's mostly this cough that keeps me up all night. But I'm feeling less guilty about needing a break. I read a book recently called "Passionate Housewives Desperate for God," which was highly recommended by many sources. I have to be honest. I didn't really like it. I felt beaten down that I am not sure I want to homeschool and I'm totally OK serving my family frozen pizza sometimes. The book gave me the impression that it's selfish to need "me time." I started believing that, but I was reminded by some wise people on Sunday that even Jesus needed time alone. Since he is without sin, apparently that's not selfish. Even in his ministry, there were times that he healed some but did not heal all. Everyone needs a break sometimes. OK. That's all. I feel justified. Now I just need a babysitter.