we've had it, uncle sugar and i.
after a weekend of both our oldest and our youngest girlies in our bed, we made a decision. we'd stand up to our five-year babe. we may also have to stop sneaking up on lillie to scare the britches off of her and telling her tales about axe murderers who chop up girlies who don't do their math homework.
mézie, uncle sugar began. you've got your own fluffy bed and your own room. you can't sleep with us anymore, ok?
you guys...it worked. no drama, no tears, no nothing! minus the axe murderer thing? we're awesome parents!
that little thing nodded her head once, as though she was resigned to the fact that we meant business. this time. and she crawled out of our bed and walked all straight-backed proud to her room.
and returned thirty seconds later. with her toothbrush and special toothpaste.
i think it's better if i put my toothbrush in our bathroom, she said as she passed by her awesome parents.
i am in love with the steward. more in love with the girlies three, with whom i will be spending the week. lazy posting ahead! xoxo. oh! and just so there's no confusion...the little enemy is still sleeping with us. she just moved in harder with the addition of her toothbrush.