Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Sweet, Caring Alaina, or is she...

you be the judge.

Last evening we were hanging out front of the house letting the girls run off some energy before putting them to bed.  Paige was riding her bike (more on that in the next post) and Alaina was just playing with random toys she was finding in the garage.

So the next thing we hear is Alaina yelling....

"Paige come here so I can hit you with this shobel."

What!?  Mark and I look over and there stands Alaina in the driveway holding a toy snow shovel like a batter taking her stance, positioned just right so when Paige rides by on her bike she can take a swing at her.

Oh my stars, this child is giving me gray hair.  The things she comes up with.  We had to physically get up and get her to talk to her (but not before she started running after Paige swinging the shovel to hit her).  We are going to spend a lot of time on our knees until this one leaves the house.

PS.  I know you need some new pics.  They will be up by this weekend.

1 comment:

Rachel Bardwell said...

Sounds like you have a boy trapped in a girl's body :)