How do you deal with a 6 year old going on 17?
As if our family was not large enough a few months ago Priscila, our oldest decided to adopt 8 turtles. They are cute, green and all different sizes. Sunday as she counted the little creatures she noticed one was missing. The whole family spent the day looking for it inside the room, under the bed, under the piles of clothe, the little one was no where to be found.
I don't want to frustrate you with the small details of the intense process of interrogations that took place during the next several hours at our house. Monday came and still no sign of "Toots". The questioning continued taking up all my energy and using all my "experience". In the end here are the facts; Didi got angry at Gabe, our 13 year old for something and decided someone had to pay for it. Sadly Toots was the chosen one. How can I blame the children for becoming hard, always interested in self preservation, experts in the art of emotional manipulation? It is a constant battle that keeps us on high alert all the time. A difficult balance, when love has to show up as a constant reminder that Didi is loved so much that we will not let her get away with it!
So now there are 7, little Toots went to turtle "heaven" or wherever you go when you are flushed down the toilet. I was left with an overflowing toilet, a carpet soaking wet, a 19 year old sad for her loss, a 5 year old begging her for forgiveness for something he didn't do and a 6 year old taking the consequence of her mean actions showing no emotions on the outside, ready to play another "role".
With it all, love and faith are our only glue, what keeps us "stuck" to each other ready for the next day, for the next opportunity to prove to them our undying, unconditional love. Their forever family.
To all of you moms out there,
Good night!
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