My girls need concrete answers. After a few days of saying “maybe” and “another time” or “later” (sometimes because I wanted to say “Back the Eff off”) I realized that the vagueness was too hard for them.
If Carrot and I read a story after school, I need to tell Zucchini right now when she and I can spend ten minutes together. If Zucchini goes with her mentor, Carrot and I need to plan our activity before Zucchini leaves. Or It. IS. JUST. NOT. FAA–IIIRRR.
In the kitchen with Carrot, she sees a stack of the tiny post-its. “Can I have one to color on?” “Sure, you can have a few,” I say. From the living room, Zucchini shouts, “What? What can she have? What are you giving her?” “A post-it. Really, Zucchini, a post-it.”