I think...I will be hearing more squealing, shrieking, screaming and squalling in the years to come. The girls fight at least once each day.
Last night was a big fight though. I was not present and the helper didn't seem to know how to pull them away from each other. By the time I heard the commotion and went over, the thing they were fighting over was torn.....
Before: A lovely document bag given by my brother to Nadya for her birthday. It was given on 7 Oct at their party.
After: A huge gaping slit by one side of the bag.
Each girl was holding on to a bag handle and having a tug-of-war. By the time I reached them, both were on the floor. Nadya was half squatting. Alyssa was almost lying on the floor and using her legs as well. The small one was screaming like a banshee and both girls were crying like nobody's business.
I had to pry Alyssa's fingers away from the bag. She protested vehemently. She usually comes to be for comfort though so even though I was wrestling with her, she gave up and kind of just wanted me to hug and comfort her. While still screaming like a mad banshee.
Nadya needed less comforting though she was pretty upset as well.
The bag was squirreled away and tucked in a corner of my room. So they both didn't get it in the end.
15mins later after I calmed Alyssa down and distracted her with other stuff......I found them playing together again. Laughing and giggling like nothing happened just before that.
I have Jekylls and Hydes in my home lol.
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