Stop Touching Me!

Ever since they were wee little…….

“Sissa”, AKA Freebird and “Muffin Man” AKA Challenger……….

Have picked……….
mercilessly on each other…….
It was always preceded by comments of, “I’m serious you both better stop…someone is going to get hurt”………..
Then…….someone would always get hurt……….
They would both be sent to their rooms, which would eventually lead into one sneaking into the others room……and the giggling, rottenness would begin again………
I always watched the children that seemed…..”pretend”……

You know the kind……the ones who never misbehaved.

They would treat each other so sweetly………..

I would say to myself……….”mine too could behave like that……..from now on………that’s it……they are going to behave…..they will treat each other kindly, sweetly…….nicely. They will not pick……”
Then I would wake up and realize……..NOT, gonna’ happen.

I would get Challenger from out of his sisters closet…..20 minutes after bedtime, where he had been terrifying her by clinking her hangers and scratching on her door until she screamed bloody murder that a monster was in her closet.

Or I would make Freebird explain to her brother that she lied and he wasn’t adopted. Making her get out the baby books that she denied we even had and show him that he actually came from my womb.

Yep……..some things never change……
I’m so thankful…..

For that…I’m blessed………

Love,

Me

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