Resilient

There is a scene in Home Alone where Kevin decides to sled down his stairs and out the front door.  Adam decided to recreate the scene last week, only the sled was our laundry basket and Kevin... was Emma.

She seemed a little fazed but largely unhurt after she unearthed herself at the bottom of the stairs (he was thoughtful enough to pad the basket with sheets that were waiting to be washed).  Given the fact that Adam ran and hid from me, then tried to convince me that she scooted herself over to and then down the stairs, I'm guessing he knew it was a bad choice, at least after the fact.

He is a lot rougher with her now than he was when she was a baby.  When she was a cooing lump of cuteness, he never really seemed to notice her, and certainly never tried to hurt her (intentionally or unintentionally).  But now that she is a walking, talking, running, biting, eye-poking, face-slapping little girl that can inflict pain on her big brother, he's decided that she can hold her own.

And for the most part, she can.  But we had a good long talk about what is right and wrong an determined that pushing your little sister straight down 15 stairs- at any age- is always going to be considered wrong.