Diaper the Kid and Saddle Up

Evelyn straddled the baby today with a rousing “Giddyup!”

Abbie was crawling innocently across the floor no-doubt on a mission to find a glimmering toy across the room. Evie saw this as an opportunity to play horsie. With a smile on her face, ear-to-ear, and a gleam in her eye she mounted her little sister and prepared herself for a little romp. The “Giddyup!” caught my attention, just in time to see Evie’s fist in the air twirling her lasso.

As soon as Evie’s butt pressed down on Abbie’s back, the baby collapsed with a splat! and then a gut-wrenching, somebody-save-me wail. Evie’s smile collapsed too and she immediately looked to me, wide-eyed and ready for my reaction. And as uncertain and somewhat scared Evie was about my reaction, she never thought to get off the baby! She just sat there with Abbie screaming, her little arms and legs flailing in utter terror.

“Evelyn, get off the baby!” Upon her release, Abbie look to me for help. She started to make her way to me when Evie side-swiped her again, to "hug" her and comfort her, of course. And Abbie let it rip again. Evie “hugged” Abbie’s skull so tight that, were it at the right angle, it might have popped. And she tried to soothe her by dragging Abbie by her elbows into her lap.

It’s wonderful to see the children play so nicely.