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6:00pm Sunday night: 7-year-old Audrey decides to write a menu for the dinner I'm cooking.

6:10pm: Menu is done, Audrey decides she will be the waitress and Grant will be the maitre d'.

6:12pm: Grant seems unable to learn the one simple line he'll need for his new job, "Let me show you to your seats."

6:15pm: Still can't say his line.

6:20pm: Despite Grant's protests Audrey insists that it's not acceptable to let the guests choose their own seats.

6:21pm: Grant does what he always does when his sister tries to control him too much: he turns into a dog.

6:22pm: Audrey takes the dog outside for a 'private conversation'. All I can hear from the kitchen is Grant barking.

6:30pm: Audrey comes back and tells me Grant has a new job. All he has to do is turn flips for the guests and make them laugh.

6:45pm: I'm relieved that my daughter can work with what she's given sometimes. And glad that my son can assert himself. And thrilled that he didn't crack his head on the kitchen floor trying to turn flips for the guests (me and my husband). And happy that the spaghetti was good.

Comments:

What a wonderful thing you have so lovely two kids!

The children conflict let me recall the story between my old sister and me when we are children.

Posted by Forrest on February 21, 2008 at 03:09 AM CST #

Oh...my...goodness. your daughter is ME. Audrey is me. I hope you like me, because this is what your daughter will be like in 20 years or so. I used to write and direct Christmas plays every year to perform for our parents, with just my brother and sister. MAN was I bossy, but my sister would always throw a fit at the last second, and I would be a nervous nelly wondering if she would in fact, show up to do the play. So I would have to figure out a way for the show to go on, "just in case" she didn't. Of course she always showed up. But the point is I had to work around her diva behavior. there are countless home videos of JUST this type of situation: me creating a scenario, instructing my bro & sis what they need to do, then working around it when they got mad. Oh man. Good times. I take it she's the oldest?

Posted by christin on February 25, 2008 at 08:36 PM CST #

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