My son is 3, and my eldest daughter is two. Normally they play wonderfully together, but, as with any siblings, they do fight.
One afternoon after I put them in their room to play so I could catch up on my house cleaning. I turned off the vacuum and heard this loud thumping, it sounded like someone was banging on the door. Once I got closer to the front door, I could hear my son in his room saying no baby over and over. He hasn't gotten out of calling his little sister a baby, so I knew exactly who he was talking to. I rushed into the room and heard my daughter banging on the closet and my son sitting in front of the door so she couldn't get out.
I opened the door and out she tumbled, holding one of my son's favorite toy cars tight and glaring at her big brother. The car was flying at his head before I knew what happened.
And then my husband wonders why the house doesn't looks like the ones on the front of Better Homes and Gardens.
| Pounds lost: 5.0