I think people in general all crave a sense of fairness. I am talking about this is little kids terms, as in “equal” is “fair.” But fairness, in this sense, doesn’t actually exist. The world is not fair/equal. People tend to have the same kind of lives, if they’re living in the same area and doing some of the same things, but it isn’t necessarily fair. Obviously not everyone in life is getting the same exact slice of pie or the same amount of drink in their cup.
When my girls cry that something is not fair I tell them not to expect it in this house. Not everyone is going to be treated the same. They will be treated with love and respect, but not exactly the same. I might tell one girl not to do something but under different circumstances, I might allow her sister to do it. I tell them, you are each different and I am going to try to give you what each of you needs and it is going to be different. It won’t always feel fair. I will not be perfect at it, so it definitely won’t always be fair. But that’s what it is.
Anyway, you may be wondering where I’m going with this. Well, this was “birthday week” at our house. Two of the girls had birthdays. Our oldest girl, who is now Miss 8, got a lot of time and attention spent on her cake. Here’s how it turned out:
This is the cake of the first born child.
(Pretty cute, if I do say so myself. )
Our baby girl, now Miss 2, had her birthday as well. This is what she got:
This is the “cake” of the last born.
(I didn’t even get a great picture of it.)
This is a pie that was made and frozen last summer sometime that I just yanked out of the freezer and slapped some candles on.
This is what “fair” looks like in my house. Not the same, not “equal,” but served with love and everyone was happy. Plus, we won’t be eating birthday cake non-stop for the next two weeks. Yes!
Lol:)