I know over the next 18+ years many fights will ensue between my two kids. I am fully aware and semi-prepared to listen to "no, it is mine," "I had it first," "Mom, Mae is being mean," "Mom, Whitaker, hit me." They will fight over attention, physical space, objects of desire (toys, the car, etc), and silly and annoying quirks of each other (someone laughs to loud, some sneezes wrong, etc...). I am under no dellusion that this will be easy as a parent or for my kids. I can recall how my sisters, less Julie, and I fought for our entire childhood, into our teens year, and 20s. Geez, we still fight today as adults, moms, and wives. I don't know if sibling rivalry ever ends.
However, I didn't prepare myself for it to begin already. What happened? Mae scratched Whitaker on the face this weekend. I am not completely certain why or what provoked it. Poor Whitaker, he cried like a baby (rightfully so) but got over it pretty quick. Mae apologized (after being forced to by her parents) and looked sorry, although, I don't dare say this will stop her from doing it again. And so it begins folks.
Here are photos of them getting along and Mae also almost about to sit on Whitaker.
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