“You two have to share everything, now give that to your sister”

When people ask me if Sunny has adjusted to being a big sister I lie and say, “Yes, she loves it.”

The truth is, Sunny has come to terms with the fact that she now has a sister, but sometimes I shudder to think what would happen if they were left in a room for more than ten minutes. Sunny’s an amazing kid but I feel like she would go all “Baby Jane” on Marlowe if no one was looking.

I kind of understand it.  She had the whole family to herself and now she has to share.  And when it comes to sharing, Sunny always gets the short end of the stick. Let’s be honest here, we may saying that everyone has to share with each other but “sharing” between two siblings really means that at any point the baby may start crying and screaming for whatever you’re holding, and then we immediately give her whatever it is she’s crying for because after all, she’s a baby and we will do anything to get her to stop crying.  I know you were having fun, and I know that a baby doesn’t know how to use an iPod, but if she wants it, we have to drop what we’re doing and give it to her.  That’s sharing.

There’s also an upside to Sunny trying to  “share”. I used to have a huge problem getting Sunny to eat. These days, all I have to do is tell her that her little sister Marlowe is going to eat her dinner and Sunny is at the dinner table begging me to eat whatever Marlowe is having, even going so far as stealing it off of Marlowe’s high chair.

The days of having to rely on McDonalds and sugar to get Sunny to take in calories when I got worried about her being too skinny are over. Now I can’t get her to stop eating because she’s trying to spite Marlowe!

Recently, Sunny took the sharing thing too far and decided to “share” her makeup with Marlowe. Sunny took her face paint and one of my lipsticks and when I came back from my five minute trip to the kitchen, poor Marlowe’s face had been graffitied. I asked Sunny why she did that and she just responded, “Marlowe asked me to do it.”  I told Sunny how impressed I was with Marlowe’s speaking ability, as she’s only 16 months old.

Sunny just smiled.