Little Sprout usually wakes shortly before Big Sprout has to leave to catch the school bus in the morning. This works out pretty well, as both girls like to cuddle a bit before Big Sprout has to leave.
This morning was no different. When the time came, Big Sprout gave her little sister a big hug and a smacking kiss before running out the door to meet up with the other youngsters at her bus stop. I got Little Sprout her breakfast, and proceeded to meander around the house with my eyes firmly clamped shut and moaning like a B-movie zombie.
I don't like to wake up, what can I say?
Unfortunately, when Big Sprout left this morning, she did not get the front door closed all the way. Little Sprout stood there at the screen door, desperately trying to yell loud enough for "sissy" to hear her. Big Sprout, being across the street and down the block, was clueless to the heartbreak her little sister was experiencing.
I was just about to intervene and catch Big Sprout's attention so that she could at least wave at Little Sprout when the bus came barreling around the corner. It pulled up to the bus stop, blocking Little Sprout's view of her most beloved sister.....and all heck broke loose.
"No, Sissy! Not on Twuck! No Twuck! BAD TWUCK!!! You get 'way from Sissy! NO,NONONONONOOOOOOOo!"
Then the sobs began as the bus pulled away and Little Sprout saw that Big Sprout was no longer standing on the corner.
"Sissy right there, Mommy! No! Oh, Sissyeeeeeee!" She screamed
Oh, the heartbreak of being left behind. So I soothed her pain with Strawberry-Banana yogurt and a big kiss. I put on her favorite Curious George movie. I explained about school and how Little Sprout would be able to go when she gets a little older. Reluctantly, she allowed herself to be calmed.
I think I am going to do my best to get her to sleep in tomorrow morning. I am not looking forward to going through this again....