It’s A Conspirarcy

Since Griffin was born, Nolan has done really well overall with not being jealous. He has made the occasional comment to put HIM in his car seat first or fix HIS breakfast first and so on, but nothing very major. The other day I was buying Griffin a few things at Babies R Us and Nolan was with me. He asked why Griffin gets so many new toys and he does not. (If you have seen Nolan’s room you would know that could not be any further from the truth, but in his mind he obviously sees it differently.) He has mentioned a few times that he wished Griffin would go live with Mimi and Papa (my parents), but overall he is a loving big brother that has transitioned well all things considered.

Today Nolan and I drove to his dentist appointment. Typically in the car while we are traveling I point out things of interest to Nolan. They usually entail cars, 18 wheelers, emergency vehicles, construction trucks, etc. Usually I reference where to look by saying for Nolan to look our his window or Griffin’s window. As we were driving today we passed a highway (121 for those living in Dallas) that is under construction. Needless to say there were many points of interest along the way. As I described what I was seeing and told Nolan where to look, his response with MUCH frustration was “WHY DOES ALL THE GOOD STUFF ALWAYS (major emphasis on always) HAVE TO BE OUT GRIFFIN’S WINDOW AND NOT MINE?” I may be a therapist, but I do not think I had a good response for that one. It just made me laugh to myself. Nolan would not have appreciated my sentiment of thinking it was funny. He was too busy being irritated that life is just so much better for Griffin…… with construction trucks, emergency vehicles, and trucks making a point to stay on the side of the road opposite of where Nolan is sitting and all.