There are a lot of perks that come with being the baby of
the family (I should know), and Nick definitely reaps those rewards. But,
sometimes being the little brother can really stink. Like when your older
sister doesn’t want you tagging along with her friends anymore.
My heart broke for Nick last night. Lainey’s friend stopped
by to ask Lainey over to play. Nick and Lainey were in the basement playing
together when I called down. An excited voice shouted back, “I want to go to
Vika’s!” Unfortunately, it was Nick’s. Ugh.
Even though I told him he had to stay with me, he still
scrambled up the stairs and hurried to untangle his inside-out socks. His face
was set in earnest concentration that turned to panic as Lainey slipped quickly
into her crocs and bounced out the door. I was hoping Lainey and Vika would
escape down the block quickly, but Lainey stopped to get her bike from the
garage, giving Nick enough time to get his shoes on and outside. He chased them
down the driveway and half way up the block before finally conceding they were
leaving him behind. Then he collapsed on the sidewalk crying.
I scooped him up, carried him inside, gave him a cookie, and
let him watch TV. You know, the basic prescription for any broken heart.
This isn’t the first run-in we’ve had this summer with
trying to separate Nick from Lainey. Unfortunately, while Lainey has
several playmate options within arm’s reach, Nick does not. So, when she runs off, there’s no one to
easily bring to Nick. I think (hope) that will change when he starts school
next fall, but for now he’s just left behind. And while often the other
parents/playmates are happy to have Nick tag along, Lainey isn’t always down with
that. And that’s okay. She needs to have her space and her time without Nick
running at her heels. I’m just thankful that Nick’s a kid who could stand to
eat a few more cookies…because I think there will be a lot more condolence
sweets headed his way.
Hang in there, Little Buddy! Your day will come…
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