“It’s not fair!” cried Sophia as she erupted into tears.
As we were getting ready for a walk, Izzie asked, “Can I please ride my bike?”
I wanted to say yes, but knew that Sophia would not like this. Still recovering from surgery, I wasn’t ready for her to get on a bike. The possibility of falling was not something that I was willing to risk.
“I don’t know,” I replied. “No matter what I say, someone is going to be unhappy.”
Knowing I could not win on this one, I caved and agreed to let Izzie ride her bike. Hence the tears from Sophia. This decision was not an easy one, but Izzie had her fair share of it’s not fair moments with things Sophia was able to do, like eating ice cream for breakfast.
So, away we went, Izzie on her bike and Sophia wailing as we headed down the street. She eventually calmed down and even held my hand.
And then, on our way back home, she decided she did not want to walk anymore. The crying began once more. She demanded an “uppie” meaning I needed to pick her up. And that is how we returned home, Sophia in my arms.
I try to be fair to my girls, but sometimes, there just isn’t an answer that will appease everyone. Today, I made Izzie happy with a bike ride. Who knows what tomorrow will bring!