Jealousy and Fibbing

People often ask how Ella is handling having 3 little sisters and sharing her once undivided attention with them. Usually she is exceptional. She has handled all the changes of the last 2 years with much more ease and grace than I would have ever imagined or asked for. She has the occasional bad day, but so do I, and I have an extra 30 years worth of coping skills on her! However, the one time that our first little sweet pea turns green with envy is when it is time for me to go through their clothes and bring out the old season and in the new. It really doesn't matter how I approach it... if she is around she gets jealous! After all, there are three of them and therefore three times as much clothing for them, and she just lives for fashion and sees that fact as such an injustice.

Ella got an invitation to spend the night with her Pop and Mimi last night, and I took them up on it so that I could use the opportunity to go through the boxes and boxes of spring/ summer clothes and get out lots of the winter wear.... without Ella's "help". I got most of the work in Ella's room done that I need to for now, and she had a wonderful time being the only child for the night.

I sent her overnight bag with a long sleeved dress to wear to church this morning. I was surprised to see her wearing her favorite pink tank top and blue "flowey" skirt after Sunday school. Ms. Cindy said that she came straight in and immediately stripped out of the dress referring to it as "my coat". Mimi told me during church that she had no idea she had the tank top on, though she knew that E was wearing the skirt underneath the dress. (I thought we had until at least middle school before we had to worry about her changing outfits after she left the house!)

After church we went to Nanny and Pop C.'s house for lunch with cousin Cayden and Greg, Carol, and Mimi. When we finally got home and Maggie, Kate, and Sarah went down for their naps I asked Ella how her night with Mimi and Pop went. She was eager to tell me about having breakfast at a little local restaurant with Mimi and Pop and running into Pop C. there. She said she went right up to Pop C. and gave him a big hug "even though he was sittin' with his friends."

She then proceeded to tell me that Nanny C. was there for breakfast too, right beside Pop C. But I know that Nanny wasn't there because she was here with the girls and I this morning. The story went on, in that Nanny and Pop C. spent the night over at Mimi and Pop's house with her. I said that couldn't be true because I knew for a fact that they both really like to sleep in their own bed, but Ella insisted that "they even managed to bring their bed over there."

Since the first of April, better known as April Fool's around here, Ella has been making up some great big whoppers. I asked her if she was telling the truth and she insisted that she was, but she was "April Foolin' " me. Time for a little lesson in telling the truth I suppose.