I know I should not make light of Evangeline's little tragedies, they are her worst nightmares and while they seem trivial to us to a little kid it really can mean the end of the world.
We were out last night enjoying some grown up time, my mother watched the girls for us. I do not know what time it was, it was early not even 8pm and suddenly Adam is handing me his phone. "Mom?" I asked him. He shook his head and said "No. Evangeline."
This brought a smile to my face and I took the phone waiting to hear her cheerful voice on the other end. I should have refused the call.
Evangeline had taken with her to Grandma and Grandpa's house two of her favorite toys. Mini Lalaloopsy. If you don't know what a Lalaloopsy is it's a plastic doll, big or small and has the look of the old rag dolls, with "yarn" hair and button eyes, they come with little pets and accessories. Each one has it's own theme. Little Big Top is Circus themed for example. They are actually very adorable and all 3 girls will spend hours playing with them in the clever packaging that doubles as a little house and the carrying case that is also a house that Evangeline got for Christmas.
I took the call and Evangeline was on the other end and she was very unhappy. I caught parts of she was trying to say and finally it was all put together in one sentence. "Kate ate my Loopsies"
"Oh no Kate ate your Loopsy?" Kate being a perky (annoyingly so) Maltese/Shiatsu mix puppy. The adults surrounding me at that moment either laughed or stared at me now. Come on how often do you hear the word Loopsy in a bar?
A tearful yes assaulted my ears and I assured her then when next we went out I would replace the eaten Loopsy.
When we arrived to pick the kids up, Evangeline was sleeping. When she woke up and saw me the pitiful tears began and it was horrible, she accepted the eaten Lalaloopsies from my mom and then proceeded to bitch at me. I figured that by morning she would forget that it ever happened.
I wish....first thing she did when she got up this morning was to stand in the hallway and the second she saw me leave my room she began to cry. She cried and complained about her Loopsies. I should have thrown those damn chewed up toys in the trash last night after we got her to bed. Instead I left them on the kitchen table and she picked them up. Evangeline detailed every mark and missing piece on those mini dolls. The worst doll of the two was her brand spanking new dolly. 24 hours was how long it had been in our home. Jewel Sparkles. That was her name. She has a pretty pink party dress, her hair up in little half pig tails (dog ears in our home) a pink crown on her head, white knee high socks and yellow Mary Jane's on her feet or at least she had those things. One piggy tail and the crown eaten. Two knee high socks and Mary Jane's eaten. Bite marks and teeth drags mar what's left of the beloved object, one head with half hair, a smiling face and a pretty pink party dress. I tried saying "Oh she has a hair cut and she's had a terrible accident and now Jewel Sparkles is special. She didn't buy into that at all. In fact I got, oooh, the "look" and chewed out by my 3 year old. She was really going and super mad, and he cold made her look even more crazy.
Evangeline's bed head hair was standing on end, her tutu was askew, tears streaked down her face and snot now drained from her nose. I swear I tried to clean her up but I was dodged and screamed at more.
She demanded that I go out and get her a new Loopsy.
I didn't yell, I didn't react...because what I really wanted to do was laugh. Not at her because that would be horrible to do, but at the entire situation and then I thought what does that say? Do we really give her so much that she thinks she can make demands on us and they will be fulfilled regardless of the way she presents them. No it has to be that its just what most children do.
My morning has been spent deflecting and avoiding any more talk of Loospy dolls. Especially after Evangeline asked oh so sweetly of her Daddy. "We going shopping Daddy? Please." How he held it together and didn't agree to take her out I have no idea. :)
She was so determined that she even called Grandma to talk about her Loopsy again. Maybe Grandma will buy her another one. Maybe Evangeline will learn her lesson and not leave something where Kate can get it. Maybe Kate will learn her lesson and not eat stuff that doesn't belong to her...maybe the loopsy hair and legs will show up some time soon. Maybe Grandma will teach Kate some manners. Who knows.
But as this day has progressed she has protested the ruined toy less. She will not let it go though. "I get a new Lalaloopsy?" She knows exactly what happened, who did what and while the why escapes her, shes on her way to figuring it all out.
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