The day actually started out with dropping off Lanie at Samantha's,
who took care of Vivian for 3.5 years. Vivian said, "yay! We're at
Samantha's, I am going to say hi!" Lanie immediately yelled, "Mom!
Vivian say, "I see Samantha! But it is mine Samantha!"
"Lanie, Samantha took care of Vivian first, you can both see her. She's not yours."
"NO Momma, MINE Samantha!"
What I was actually thinking in my head was in thirteen years, "Mom! Vivian said she liked him! But he's MY boyfriend!"
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Here is a photo after each of them instigating until Vivian couldn't take it anymore. They had both been sharing the armchair, trying to relax with Jack, but really they had took turns pushing and pulling and yelling at each other to "not squish the dog!" I swear Jack loved every moment of it. I was trying to work on my online class, hoping they'd sort it out and go and play without me intervening. When I looked up and saw this, I had to take a photo, which obviously made Vivian more upset.
She's screaming, "stop looking at me!" so Sam is grinning at me instead. |
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