We picked Deanna up yesterday near the border of Virginia and West Virginia. It was a 4-hr. drive each way, so I rented movies for the children to watch in the van. We took pecans for Grandma and Grandpa, they brought bell peppers from their garden for me.
Last night, she was determined to bring peace back into our home. She was very frustrated with her brothers. The problem was, she thought the best way to do that was to be a second mama. She bossed, fussed at, and tried to discipline. Don and I finally talked with her and explained that the boys didn't need another mother, they needed their sissy.
This morning, she slept in, then got up and encouraged the boys to get their Saturday chores done. Don and I had been encouraging, but it didn't matter. Sissy dangled in front of their noses that they could do something fun once their chores were done. The idea of doing something fun with their sissy was enough to motivate them.
Deanna's laying on the floor in the Den now. The boys are also prone and, in the middle, is a huge pile of Geomags. Dane got them for Christmas last year and they've never piqued his interest - until this morning. Daelyn wants Deanna to make the Leaning Tower of Pizza (except I explained that a recent engineering study indicated that the tower in Pisa is actually leaning more each year, so the children have decided to change its name to the Falling Tower of Pizza). They've made amphitheaters, pyramids, wheels, and lots of other interesting things this morning. No one has asked to watch morning cartoons. No one has complained that there's nothing to do. No one's destroying the Play Room.
As I type and Donovan sleeps under my chair, Don clips coupons on the loveseat and we listen to the children chattering happily.
Sissy is home. All is well with the world.
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