To really 'get' this post you need to go read this one.
Go ahead, we'll wait for you.
These girls are dear friends and arch enemies.
Yes, they are still at it.
Penelope (aka Karen) came over on Sunday. The boys were out and about with friends, so we thought it would be a quiet and peaceful Sunday afternoon.
HA!
It started with a simple game of matching.
"It's not called matching, it's called Memory" Della snarked.
'It's called matching, you fruitcake!' says P-Nell
I chime in, because I'm a reasonable adult, and volunteer the possibility that both names work just fine.
They both shoot daggers at me and carry on. Not a civil word is uttered during the game, and it ends in a draw.
They argue in a very forceful way that I sometimes envy. They are well matched and like minded. They are both persuasive and determined.Their tenacity is admirable. They should sell real estate or something.
I thought we were going to have to anesthetize both of them at one point.
How convenient would that be? I don't go for 'time out'. It annoys me on several levels and that's another post. HOWEVER! Passed out? I may be onto something.....
Funny story. Matt's dad is an anesthesiologist and a pilot. Matt is one of six kids, and when they were young they traveled via small plane. When his dad got tired of the bickering he would climb to an altitude of questionable oxygen content until all the kids fell (suddenly) fast asleep. Brilliant.
Maybe I'll get my pilots license.
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I was so excited for another Sharon and Karen post. ..I have forwarded the original one to countless friends and have re-read it countless times because it cracks me up!
ReplyDeleteI, too, will now consider getting my pilot's license. That is brilliant! :)
Also, I'm thinking I need to get you that picture since you are going to start posting interviews. I'll get on that asap! Sorry!