Life Story

This was a post that I published on my family blog in November two years ago, so Darcy was 6, Dax was 4, Kade was 2, and Kyanna was 1.  Dax used to have such an awful temper...he would throw tantrums all the time and I remember one day when he threw a pair of scissors at Darcy's face and I thought I was going to have to call Super Nanny!  Thankfully, he has grown out of that and he is possibly our easiest and most well behaved kid these days.

Once upon a time there were two little boys who both picked a treat from Grandma’s cupboard as they were leaving to head home. Kade’s was a sugar free chocolate square which upon driving away he promptly opened, took a single bite, and then clutched it into his sweaty palm until it melted into oblivion (or all over his carseat). Daxton’s was a fun size pack of M&Ms that he decided to save and enjoy when he got home.

But alas, in a moment of distraction, Daxton left his package of M&Ms lying unprotected on the table just long enough that as he turned to begin devouring them he discovered that Kade had already ripped the package open and the first M&M was heading for his mouth. Panic stricken, Dax screamed for Kade to drop the booty, then he socked him for good measure. Darcy didn’t think that was nice, so she took it upon herself to lay one on Daxton. Sobbing, they all entered into a long debate on who was right, who was wrong, and who was going to be getting nothing from Santa this year. In the meantime, Kyanna helped herself to the entire package of M&Ms.

Poor Dax cried and cried. He cried while Darcy got her pajamas on. He cried while Mom pulled his pajamas on. He cried while Kade got a clean diaper and pajamas on. He cried right over the changing table while Kyanna was getting her pajamas on. He cried so hard that he dripped a huge snot blob right onto Kyanna’s naked belly. Then they all laughed.

The end.