The other day I caught Arabella dumping an entire container of puffs on to Evan's walker tray because "he was hungry." That's what I get for multi-tasking, aka cooking dinner while parenting two children.
This I have no excuse for. I look up in time to see Arabella feeding Evan her berry mixed dried fruits. I rush over and he's happily chewing and she looks at me with this look. It's so hard to describe. It was something like "I didn't do anything wrong, he wanted me to feed him" look. I guess, the pieces are so small there's no harm, no foul?
But it leads me to this...when did she turn into a mother hen? I've caught her more and more lately trying to smack his hand for getting into the trash or telling him "no, no, no" or trying to redirect him. I just want to know when did she pick up on this stuff and assume it's her job to "mother" Evan? It's cute, but sometimes annoying.
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