Dear Little One,
I know you absolutely adore your baby sister and can’t help but want to squeeze her tight, but it turns out she prefers not to have her insides squished.
You’re making her cry.
I understand you’re fascinated with ears right now, and you think everyone enjoys having their ears pinched together, but trust me, that’s not the case.
You’re making her cry.
I see you were just trying to offer her a drink of water since you thought she might be thirsty. However, I’m pretty sure her mouth isn’t on top of her head, and now she’s soaked from head to toe.
You’re making her cry.
I know you were merely galloping on your stick horse, but unfortunately, you trampled right over her and accidentally smacked her in the face.
You’re making her cry.
I recognize you wanted to help her stand so she could walk, but given that her legs aren’t strong enough yet—and neither are yours, judging by how you dropped her—that didn’t go as planned.
You’re making her cry.
I know you were trying to give her a sweet hug, but it ended up knocking her down like a Sumo wrestler.
You’re making her cry.
I can see you were eager to assist with feeding, but onion skins aren’t exactly snack time material, and they tend to get stuck in her mouth.
You’re making her cry.
I know you just wanted some cuddle time, but when you climbed into her crib and fell on her, let’s just say it startled her quite a bit.
You’re making her cry.
I understand you were mimicking Mommy and trying to nibble on her chubby thigh. However, when Mommy does it, she doesn’t use her teeth.
You’re making her cry.
I see you wanted to teach her how to catch, but now she has a little black eye to show for it.
You’re making her cry.
I know you still haven’t quite grasped that pinching hurts, but it does.
You’re making her cry.
I know you were just eyeing her toy, thinking it looked fun, but sweetie, you have a whole pile of your own—she had it first.
You’re making her cry.
I understand you were trying to dress her, but you have to undo the buttons before attempting to shove her head through.
You’re making her cry.
I see you wanted to share a treat, but she’s too young for chocolate. Now, I’m the bad guy who had to take it away, and chocolate is everywhere.
You’re making her cry.
I recognize you thought it would be fun to play hide-and-seek, but hiding her under a blanket didn’t sit well with her.
You’re making her cry.
I know you warned her to run before shooting an imaginary arrow her way, but let’s face it, she can’t even crawl yet.
You’re making her cry.
In conclusion, my precious little angel, I know you love your baby sister and are puzzled as to why she cries when your delightful, loud voice approaches. But for heaven’s sake, please give the baby some space!
Because you’re making her cry.
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