Mabel has asked me for her blanky about 10 times in the less than an hour it has taken to wash the thing.
I told her it was time to dry it. As I was switching the load from washer to dryer she asked 3 times if it was in there. Finally, I pulled it out in one of my armloads and stuffed it in the dryer. She grabbed an edged and played at the soft fringes while I completed the switch. I told her she could have some time alone with blanky (while I went and grabbed the camera). She did not capitalized on that option. She chose to follow me instead and whine about her blanky.
I went back in to start the dryer. She went for the blanky again.
I gave her a moment. Let her get her fix.
Then I started the dryer and came to blog about it before my visiting teachers show up. That's when the REAL drama started. Here she is saying the "EEE" sound in blanky.
I snapped more pictures. She didn't appreciate it.
I thought it was funny and laughed, so she did too.
Then she was over the funniness and sad about blanky again.
She needs her blanky. Only 30 minutes to go! And on a separate but equal note: these girls are completely different creatures from boys.
2 comments:
Ha! Paige used to do that when she was little! Hey, I love your pictures above the couch. I need to come over and get a better look. Did you make the alphabet canvas? I've seen it around the blogosphere.
I don't know how different girls are from boys. Everett has a break down everytime I wash his blankies too. He was screaming bloody murder through the whole wash and dry, crying and running back and forth from the laundry room.
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