Ugh......
You must know how it feels to have a little sister or brother. In my case I have to little sisters and one brother; Alyssa, who is seven years old, Jocelyn, two years old, and Jorel, seven years old. Being an older sister is so much pain and frustration. You have to watch out for them and set a good example. It's annoying and I wish I can sometimes be an only child.
My little brother is no trouble for me, but sometimes he can just go on and on about something I really don't care about or I am already aware of. Alyssa, which most of you've met before; can do the same but is just so much more annoying.(You just want to duck tape her mouth and tie her up in, then lock her up in a closet). Whatever you do to her she has her ways of making it worse. At least she isn't one of those siblings were she has to "tag-along" with me. Then the story never ends with her.
Jocelyn, the baby. What can I say? She runs around and grabs anything she can put her hands on.She is just a spoiled little doll when it comes to grabbing everything her way. Then we might have to get it for her and after that, she doesn't even want the toy anymore. She has us chasing her everywhere we go, but she isn't that bad. If you give her something to eat or drink and plant her seat on the couch, with the television on....oh boy! she will stare at the t.v, fully entertained. POSSIBLY, she will even fall asleep.
"What to do, what to do?"
So much headaches. I'm not even a parent and I see, feel the torture she goes through every day. Sometimes I am minding my own business, quietly in my room and then the door opens with trouble and loudness. Waking up neighbors.
I just want the madness to go away. For the little ones to turn in into angels. Or some sort of domestic creature that is quiet and gives me peace.
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