We had enough mischief on our hands as it was. Now Ky was no angel. As a toddler she sang Happy Birthday to the furnace and blew out the pilot light. The repair man from the gas company thought we must have had a sudden and severe downdraft. You could call it that. Ky also dialed 911 "cause nothin' 'citing ever happens round here". Something did. But compared to LynnieC, she was pretty easy to keep tabs on.
LynnieC was bright. At less than age 3, she doctored her own headache with two baby aspirins, (the standard treatment from her mom). We were horrified. "How did you get the lid open?" "I readed the directions". She was fast. At not much over a year, her mother had JUST finished wallpapering the kitchen, gone to answer the front door and returned to see LynnieC with a ballpoint pen, up on a chair, adding decoration to the wallpaper. The decoration was still there when we sold the house 5 years later.
|LynnieC at 1 yr|
We apologized profusely to our children for being very wrong on all counts.
And LynnieC is still pretty full of mischief though age and adulthood have slowed her down a bit.