She is two and some change. She is still the newest member of the Haus Proud team and by far the most disruptive. I blame the long stretches of inactivity in the shop solely on her. Okay, and the co-op preschool Adelaide and I joined last year.
Adelaide is five now but when she was little, she would accompany me estate sale-ing, thrifting and anywhere else I dragged her. She was happy so long as she was being held and I was able to do a little one handed shopping. Eloise is a different story. She wants to be put down, unless I want to put her down. She wants to pick up anything she deems breakable and then test that theory. She wants to scream and cry until I (and the people around us) can take it no more.
The estate sale ladies all knew Adelaide. They would call her Shirley Temple and she would coyly smile at them from behind my leg, twirling her adorable ringlets. Ellie's estate sale shopping was a different story. She charmed them all right. That kid has a smile that melts hearts! And then she proceeded to pull everything down off the tables and threw a tantrum when I intervened. I am fairly certain we are no longer welcome at their sales.
I am sad that Eloise and Haus Proud don't get along as well as I would like. I just have to remind myself that while both are only a few years old, Haus Proud will always need me. I only get a short time of being the most important thing in Ellie's world.