Mother Hen
When playing “house” with Avery or her friends, Zoe loves to play the mommy – and I think of her as a bit of a Mother Hen in real life, too. She’s often looking after Avery and sometimes providing us with related tips and/or scoldings. Tonight, for example, Zoe became concerned when I went to wake Avery from a very late nap. “Let her sleep, there’s no reason to wake her!” she told me as she eyed her peaceful-looking sister in bed. I explained that while I hated to wake Avery, too, she needed to eat dinner before going to bed – but Zoe remained skeptical. And when Avery emerged from her bed groggy and unhappy a few minutes later, Zoe told me in her little-mommy tone, “Let her be. She just needs a few minutes.”
-M