Sunday, August 24, 2014
This is a post that I had in mind for over a month, since the day when I invited two princesses for a sleepover at my home:
Both princesses came. I had them for 20 hours. And it was just wonderful. We played outside. Read books. Discovered the world through stickers & colouring. Having a treasure hunt (together with my best friend's children). Eating pancakes with Nutella.
(but - it was already after midnight, that the both girls were so filled with adrenaline that just couldn't sleep - and I was exhausted... this was the only time I regreted the idea).
It was lovely. Wonderful. But also bittersweet. Because I could experience all the fun things I could do with my own children. And I never will.
Though, the end was sad. The girls were picked up separately. The first came my sister-in-law to pick up her daughter. Obviously my sister-in-law expected that her child would run to her arms and be happy to go home. But, my niece started to beg that she wanted to stay longer with me, that she would ask my cousin to drive her home half an hour later.
The sister-in-law didn't handle it very well, she started to argue with her child and it ended so that the niece started to cry. And this was exactly what my sister-in-law waited for. So she gave my niece a punishment: she is never ever allowed to stay with me together with her beloved cousin again.
My niece was sad, she started to cry even harder.
I was sad.
But, there really isn't much I can do.
It is hard to love nieces and to have posessive sister-in-law.
Luckily I still have my cousin and her two children.