No means NO
I'm minding my sister today, two of them actually. But Beatrice is largely able to look after herself, she's almost twelve. Florence is almost nineteen and she'll never be able to look after herself.
When I was three years old I went from having my parents to myself, endless trips to the zoo and to museums, stories every night, to having a sister who stopped breathing unexpectedly and who needed to be rushed to the hospital so often that they knew us by name in the emergency room.
These days she's fine, physically speaking, which makes it all the easier for her to run from destruction to destruction, ripping and crushing and smearing. She has finally grasped the concept of potty training though, which is something of a relief. Count your blessings.
She will never be able to look after herself.
I wonder if I will?
I'm not well. I don't know if I can keep doing this.
When I was three years old I went from having my parents to myself, endless trips to the zoo and to museums, stories every night, to having a sister who stopped breathing unexpectedly and who needed to be rushed to the hospital so often that they knew us by name in the emergency room.
These days she's fine, physically speaking, which makes it all the easier for her to run from destruction to destruction, ripping and crushing and smearing. She has finally grasped the concept of potty training though, which is something of a relief. Count your blessings.
She will never be able to look after herself.
I wonder if I will?
I'm not well. I don't know if I can keep doing this.