So sad....
toddler dd turned two last week. We gave her a baby doll and a sling. She loves this toy, absolutely loves it...carries her everywhere....nurses her, etc. Just a joy to watch.
Ds stole her baby. Literally.
I had nursed dd to bed, tucked her in and left her to go nurse infant to sleep. Ds is in his room, waiting for his stories. After nursing both the girls, no one was going to sleep, so we all went back downstairs to play some more. Ds goes upstairs. He comes back down, I didn't think anything of it. 30 minutes later or so, I go up to nurse infant to sleep. Then I go into toddler's room and we can't find the baby. I asked her where she put baby, we can't find baby anywhere. We look all over the house, I didn't see her bring baby down, but who knows, right? So we're looking all over and ds is just sitting there, playing. I ask him if he's seen baby, he says "No." So after about 30 minutes of looking for baby, I tell toddler we'll ahve to find her in the morning, let's go have some milk. We go lay down, in the midst of nursing, she comes off crying "I want baby....where's baby?" etc. I keep comforting her, while running through in my brain where baby could be. Then ds comes in and whispers "Mommy....I want to sleep with my closet door closed tonight, I don't need the nightlight..." "Okay, honey..." still thinking of the baby. So I finish nursing toddler down and I come out to pee before going into ds' room. He comes out and says "Mommy, I don't want you to come in my room tonight. I don't need snuggles tonight." "What? Are you sure?" "Yes, I'm sure." "well, okay, honey..." Thinking, he's growing up too fast, I'm so sad....
Infant wakes up, I go in to nurse her again. While I'm in there, I start putting it all together in my head...I know, I know, I'm slow....
So afterwards, I knock on ds' door. I go in. I ask him point blank if he knows what happened to baby. He looks me right in the eye and says NO. I ask him if it's possible that dd brought baby into his room. No. I want to give him the opportunity to come clean, I don't want to just come out and accuse him of stealing her doll. I ask him again if he's SURE he hasn't seen baby. He says no again. I said "Well, we looked everywhere, do you think someone could have taken her?" "I don't think so, I didn't see any strangers in the house, did you?" Finally, I just said, "Look, I think you took your sister's doll and I think you hid her in your closet, I'm going to look in there now." and he hesitates for a second then says "well, you can look." Before I even opened the closet door he says "Oh, it must be magic that made her get in there!"
This upsets me on so many levels....he took her doll. He didn't care that she was upset and crying for her. He lied to me not once, but repeatedly and with sincere forethought. He was sneaky and manipulative and just generally, a mean brother. Now, she doesn't know what he did and I talked to him about it and there were consequences for his actions, but I'm still so sad and angry. How could my sweet little angel boy, my never-been-spanked, never-been-put-down, never-been-hit/degraded/etc, HOW< HOW, HOW could he have done something like this.....I just feel like I can't trust him at all now.
Anyone have any thoughts, experiences, that you'd like to share?
toddler dd turned two last week. We gave her a baby doll and a sling. She loves this toy, absolutely loves it...carries her everywhere....nurses her, etc. Just a joy to watch.
Ds stole her baby. Literally.
I had nursed dd to bed, tucked her in and left her to go nurse infant to sleep. Ds is in his room, waiting for his stories. After nursing both the girls, no one was going to sleep, so we all went back downstairs to play some more. Ds goes upstairs. He comes back down, I didn't think anything of it. 30 minutes later or so, I go up to nurse infant to sleep. Then I go into toddler's room and we can't find the baby. I asked her where she put baby, we can't find baby anywhere. We look all over the house, I didn't see her bring baby down, but who knows, right? So we're looking all over and ds is just sitting there, playing. I ask him if he's seen baby, he says "No." So after about 30 minutes of looking for baby, I tell toddler we'll ahve to find her in the morning, let's go have some milk. We go lay down, in the midst of nursing, she comes off crying "I want baby....where's baby?" etc. I keep comforting her, while running through in my brain where baby could be. Then ds comes in and whispers "Mommy....I want to sleep with my closet door closed tonight, I don't need the nightlight..." "Okay, honey..." still thinking of the baby. So I finish nursing toddler down and I come out to pee before going into ds' room. He comes out and says "Mommy, I don't want you to come in my room tonight. I don't need snuggles tonight." "What? Are you sure?" "Yes, I'm sure." "well, okay, honey..." Thinking, he's growing up too fast, I'm so sad....
Infant wakes up, I go in to nurse her again. While I'm in there, I start putting it all together in my head...I know, I know, I'm slow....
So afterwards, I knock on ds' door. I go in. I ask him point blank if he knows what happened to baby. He looks me right in the eye and says NO. I ask him if it's possible that dd brought baby into his room. No. I want to give him the opportunity to come clean, I don't want to just come out and accuse him of stealing her doll. I ask him again if he's SURE he hasn't seen baby. He says no again. I said "Well, we looked everywhere, do you think someone could have taken her?" "I don't think so, I didn't see any strangers in the house, did you?" Finally, I just said, "Look, I think you took your sister's doll and I think you hid her in your closet, I'm going to look in there now." and he hesitates for a second then says "well, you can look." Before I even opened the closet door he says "Oh, it must be magic that made her get in there!"

This upsets me on so many levels....he took her doll. He didn't care that she was upset and crying for her. He lied to me not once, but repeatedly and with sincere forethought. He was sneaky and manipulative and just generally, a mean brother. Now, she doesn't know what he did and I talked to him about it and there were consequences for his actions, but I'm still so sad and angry. How could my sweet little angel boy, my never-been-spanked, never-been-put-down, never-been-hit/degraded/etc, HOW< HOW, HOW could he have done something like this.....I just feel like I can't trust him at all now.
Anyone have any thoughts, experiences, that you'd like to share?