Nov 27 2008
I'm done, get over it
I don't know what's going on with my children lately, but there seems to be a movement underway for a new baby brother...or two.
Earlier this fall, Lucie got a book from the library about a family having a new baby. That's fine, it was a cute story. Then she brought it to preschool and told her teachers that I was having a baby. Not that they believed her, but Mrs. Jansen asked anyway. When I told her that I was too old to have any more babies -- I'm 41 after all -- Lucie started to cry, "But I want a baby brudder."
So we made an agreement that she could "borrow" a couple of baby brudders, I mean brothers, from some of the moms we knew. We settled on my friend Michelle's little boy, Aidan, who's gorgeous and a big flirt. Whenever Aidan's around I'm compelled to pick him up and kiss him.
Since Lucie needed two babies, we decided to borrow my friend Emily's little boy Declan, too. Declan is even less a morning person than Lucie. He always has a big frown on his face when Emily drops his big brother off at preschool. His expression just cracks me up. But he's adorable and looks just like my nephew Oliver did at that age, lots of white blond hair and big blue eyes.
I did notify the moms just in case Lucie mentioned something. Michelle and Emily told me they'd be happy for us to borrow their boys anytime. Oh boy, what was I getting into? Luckily, after our "compromise" the subject went away for a while.
Then today we were reading, Froggy's Baby Sister. In it, Froggy wants a baby brother (but ends up with a sister). Lucie started with the "I want a baby brudder" tirade again, and got very upset when I said that I was not going to have any more babies. Then I reminded her about Baby Aidan and Baby Declan.
"That's OK, Mama," Lucie said. "I only need one baby brudder. Can Baby Aidan come over? He can sleep in my bed."
Oh boy, just when I got rid of all the diapers in the house, too.
