Sunday, November 30, 2008

boy, he is nice...

I have often praised the kindness of Eli on this blog. He has a huge heart and almost always puts others before himself (almost always... come on, he's 3).

Isobel is easily his favorite person in the world. I am convinced if you asked him the three items on a deserted island question, his answer would be Isobel, blankie and whichever backyardigan stuffed animal is in favor that day. Although they have the typical sibling squabbles and I occasionally hear an "I hate you" escape his lips, he is happiest when he has Isobel's undivided attention.

He also has an extreme sense of fairness. He is convinced that if he has something, so should Isobel. When he gets a sticker at the doctor’s office, he asks for one for Isobel. When he gets his lollypop after speech therapy, he asks for one for Isobel. If he has something, he is convinced Isobel should have one as well.

Saturday, we decided to fight the crowd and take a much needed trip to IKEA. As we exit the elevators we see some kids walk by with balloon animals. While we have seen the people making balloon animals before, we have never gotten one. We always missed the workers. That day, we were not going to miss our chance.

Isobel, Emmy and I stood in line while Jon and Eli went to the bathroom. There were two kids in front of Isobel and she anxiously awaited her turn. As the woman was making her pink flower Eli and Jon joined us. Eli then got a blue monkey (super neat) and Emmy a red butterfly (Isobel chose the color).

This morning, as Emmy, Isobel and Eli watched cartoons in the playroom, something tragic happened. There was a loud pop and the flower was instantly gone. Isobel was sad, as can be expected. Eli, forever the fairness expert, looked at Isobel and popped his monkey. He just didn't think it was fair that Isobel's balloon had popped and his hadn't. So he remedied the situation the only way he knew how.

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