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Monday, March 7, 2011

Little sisters...

I want to apologize for the lack of BeanBlogging these days.  If you don’t already know, I have been dealing with some health issues and haven’t really had the energy.  I am hoping to update at least twice a month after my meds regulate.  Hoping.  I have a lot more bad days than good ones, currently. 
At the introduction of a sister (which is basically impossible, lol)
You have to understand something, The Bean and I are together a lot.  She even sleeps with me.  I know, I know, this isn’t really the best choice to have been made, but it is what it is.  I don’t even use the bathroom with the door shut.  She cries from the other side. Who needs privacy anyway? 
Also a possible bad choice is, I never pressured her to potty train.  I always thought that when she was ready, she would go.  Well, she has been near fully potty trained for two years now, with the exception of night time.  She still needs to sleep with a pull-up thing. 
She is nearly four and those things just aren’t holding up like they need to though!  She has leaked pee onto the bed quite a few times in the past few weeks.  While this isn’t her fault and I don’t yell or shout, she knows I am exasperated as I strip the bed and mutter to myself about washing the bedding yet again.
Well, enter in “the sister.”  The Bean’s sister isn’t generally a bad girl, but…she does have some interesting qualities.  The following two excerpts from my life should show that well enough.
1)      Sleepy Bean opens the bedroom door, walks to the computer desk and stares sleepily at me.  “Good Morning, Beanie Baby,” I greet.  Abruptly she exclaims to me, “Mom.  My sister peed the bed.”  Honestly…I chuckled.  “Oh, really?” I noted.  “Yes.  Go in and see for yourself.” She points toward the bedroom. (I’m not making this up.  Those were her words!)  Upon inspection, darned if that sister didn’t pee in the bed.  I always knew sisters were pains!! (so speaks a woman with two, lol)
2)      Average chilly day in Michigan, about 25 degrees.  I enter the living room from the hallway off the kitchen and stop dead in my tracks as a cold stiff breeze hits my bare feet.  “BEAN!  Why is the window wide open?”  Not batting an eyelash she fires back, “Because of the gophers!  They are filled up in here, Mom." (she waves her arms around frantically to illustrate.)  "My sister let them in.  LOOK, you just stepped on one!” lmao.  “So, we have to leave the window open to let the gophers out?”  I question.  “Yes, Mom,” she replies.  Well, I wanted to expedite matters and closed the window despite her protests, and just opened the living room door (which we never use) and kicked them all out.  LOL…
The Bean has also taken to helping with the cooking.  I am eternally grateful for her goodness, lol.  I am now “Big chef” and she is “Little chef,” when we are cooking.  She has become an expert at stirring.  No one doesn’t stirring like the Bean.   We will sit down at the table with the boys and she will say, “Great dinner, Big Chef,” to which I will reply, “Great dinner, Little Chef.”  The boys just plow through their food with little or no regard to the other people at the table…:D
Have a great March, readers. Best wishes to you all, no matter how far away we are.