And so it begins. The status of middle child and all the lovely trials of that particular birth order placement is being passed to our Glory. Today Grace says to me, "Mom, when are we getting rid of Glory?" I said we are not ever getting rid of Glory because she is part of the family and we love her. She replied with "We can't have two babies so when the new baby gets here we need to throw Glory away!" Again I rebutted by saying that when Molly gets here Glory gets to make the big step up to big sister and isn't that so cool that you both get to be big sisters? Grace looked at me with a furrowed brow and says, "There just is only room enough for one big sister and since I do a really good job and Glory hits, we should definitely throw Glory away." Then Glory proceeded to go around the house singing, "Throw me away, throw me away, I go in the trash, throw me away!". Poor Glory, she is so obviously scarred for life.
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Are you reliving your scarred past? :-) What challenges you are facing but then, you face them head on and with good wisdom....and yet, you were a middle child. Go figure, some people are just not able to accept trashdom. (your sisters never asked me to throw you away - now, maybe your younger brother tried to actually do that himself but....)
LOL Robs! Tell Glory she can come live with us if it gets too rough in Grace's trash can. Caed apparently thinks we need more kids here, so she'd be a welcome addition. He told me a few days ago..."Now that me and Dani are growing to be bigger kids, you need some more babies, because you love babies, right Mom?" Using his logic, I guess I should just take Molly, then?
Oh, dear sweet Glory, who graciously takes what is dished out! And what a dramatic and humorous big sister who reminds me so much of her mother. Man, i miss you Robin and look forward to the day I get to meet all of your lovely ladies!
ok, HILARIOUS! as the oldest child, i understand this thought process (as sad as it is!) i'm sure i said something similar back in my day!
:)
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