“MOM! She pinched me!”
“She is playing with the dog, and I want to play with the dog!”
“Get your stupid blanket off of me. I’m hot! I don’t want your blanket on me!”
“LET ME IN! I WANT TO PLAY WITH YOU!”
“That’s my elephant. I WANT MY ELEPHANT BACK.”
“I had it first. You weren’t playing with it!”
“MOooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooom!”
“Mooooooooooom! Mooooooooooooom! Moooooooooooom!”
“Her feet are crossing the line – she’s taking up the whole couch!”
“I want one of the pillows, you can’t have them both.”
“Why did you take my bookmark out of my book? You’ve lost my place. MOM! SHE LOST MY PLACE IN MY BOOK!”
“I want the pink straw!”
“She took the last yellow straw!”
“I want the Sponge Bob plate YOU CAN’T HAVE IT!”
“She pinched me.”
“She pulled my hair.”
“She’s LOOKING AT ME.”
“Mooooom!’
“MOM! MOM! MOM!”
And then mom promptly passes out with a pillow over her head.
About sarah
I love your postings. This one is especially funny. xo
Your angels? No way!
My sister and me used to go at it like cage fighters, Fists, nails, you name it. It took a long time for us to find our way to each other as adults. We became close but when my died, we really became sisters again and now I can’t imagine my life without her.