Sharing is a constant lesson in this house. As mentioned, now that Emersyn is moving she seems to have only one direction: Radley's toys.
She can be on the other side of the house and hear him playing and in 2 seconds flat be by his side with her baby grasp on one of his treasures.
The other night as I was walking through the house picking up from the days activities, some things were a little more out of place than usual.
A leggo was in the trash.
A car was on top of our bookshelf.
A teething toy was under a table.
A train was under a couch cushion.
What was even more odd was these were all items that Emmy had been happily playing with... and I was under the impression that big brother was okay with finally sharing.
The next morning I asked Radley about these strange occurrences.
Me: Buddy, why were x toys all over the house?
Radley: I don't know.
Me: Well, wasn't Emmy playing with them? What happened?
Radley: Oh, she told me she was done. She not want to play anymore.
Wow... a talking 9 month old. I should call Oprah before her show goes off the air for good!