I had been doing a load of darks, and had asked the kids to bring me any jeans that needed washing. The jeans Hazel was wearing were a little dirty, so I got out a clean pair of pants and asked Mabel to put them on Hazel so I could put the jeans in the laundry.
Hazel proceeded to throw a full-scale tantrum. Mabel finally succeeded, but Hazel retrieved the jeans from the laundry basket, crying, “My pants! My pants!” I gave Hazel a piece of chocolate to see if that would calm her down, but it didn’t. I asked if she wanted to help me put the load of laundry in, which is a task she sometimes loves. She continued to clutch her jeans and wail, “My pants!”
So I went and got my camera. I snapped a couple of pictures, then told Mabel she could help Hazel put the jeans back on.
Sometimes you just have to let the toddler win.
When it was all over, I said, “Thanks, Mabel,” and Hazel added, “Ank-you, Babel.”
(Incidentally, the hand-embroidered bunny on Hazel’s shirt that she’s showing to Mabel in the second-to-last photo actually predates the bunny theme of this blog. It was one of Mabel’s favorite toys, and on a long road trip I set it on the dashboard of our car (this was in our little old ’85 Accord, so this also predates our minivan) and I drew the bunny, then traced the drawing onto the shirt and embroidered it.)
P.S. Dean wanted to know whether I realized that Henry has food all over his face in that photo. Yup, I had noticed. And Hazel has snot all over her upper lip.