We've reached the half way point now and we're not doing too badly. Lunch was homemade pizza at a friends house, and the afternoon was pals over for macaroni cheese with lashings of tantrums. Oh.
Life was never going to be a walk in the park having three children, but you don't really know how it is going to work out until you are in the thick of it.
Three is either a crowd or the magic number, it depends on what mood everyone is in.
Right now, we're going through a major period of adjustment and it's being manifested in a variety of ways. Minxy is the protective sister who is also simultaneously asserting herself, and The Peaceful One is the confused brother. There's a new chick on the block and she's stealing his thunder.
Then again, the sibling rivalry can be exhausting. It ranges from the understandable 'He's got more chocolate than me,' to the totally illogical 'She switched on the light before me.' OK then.
I do let them try and settle their own battles, but it usually ends in tears. So far, not mine.
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