August 16, 2009

• Jealousy

  I visited my brother’s cottage last weekend.  Beautiful sunny weather, warm water, and lots of beach time made the trip yet another reminder that I love the lake.  Nearly everyone had a fantastic time while there… except.

  Catherine.

  That is my 1.5 year old niece. 

  She did not mind having her new, younger cousin around.  She did not mind having her at the table.  She did not mind sharing her toys.  She did not even mind Samantha being the center of attention for much of the time.  She also did not mind if my brother (her daddy) held Samantha.

  What she did mind was when her mommy held Samantha.

  Whenever she saw this, the retribution was swift and terrible.  Tears, screaming, and complete meltdown occurred mere seconds after seeing mom holding another baby.  As soon as mommy got rid of the other baby, all was well… for everyone.  As soon as mom picked up Samantha, well, it made that girl from the exorcist seem like Rainbow Brite. 

  I thought that Catherine did not hold a grudge.  She even learned Samantha’s name, sort of.  She would call her “Mantha.”  We even thought at first she was getting over her anger at mommy holding “Mantha.”  That was until she recited her ABCs.

  “A, B, C, D, E, F – Mantha!” 

  Ah, children, jealousy runs deem in thy veins.

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