I have to share a story this sunny day about my niece and nephew. They are two- and one-year(s) old, with Gabriel being the older child. Sometimes the rambunctious Gabriel finds himself in time-out for jumping off the furniture or doing things that little two-year old boys do.
When Gabriel finds himself in the corner, his sweet one-year old sister Aubrie goes with him. She stands next to him and pats his back during the time-out. A gesture of comfort from the toddler. I nearly melted from the sweetness when Grandma told me this.
Also, sometimes writing letters to random people to express outrage is a solid way to work your way through angst. Kat at 3 Bedroom Bungalows has a knack for it,
Dear Bin Men (garbage men, whatever you want to be called),
You were just having a laugh the other day when you dumped my recycle bin and then just casually placed it smack dab in the middle of my driveway weren’t you. You’re lucky I was for once paying attention and didn’t hit it.
Her reader Pants with Names has a few letters herself,
Dear single man driving smart car,
Parking in the mother and child spots at Sainsbury’s (forcing me to park in a normal spot and then struggle to physically get out of the car) makes you an idiot. Choosing to take on the 41 weeks pregnant woman who challenged you as to your choice of parking spot makes you certifiably insane. A word of advice, an overdue woman is always right. It isn’t worth your pain to suggest otherwise.
Hoping you have learnt a good lesson,
Pants
I think I’ll have to write one or two of these tomorrow!
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