Thursday, March 09, 2006

A Slice of Family Life

I am folding laundry in the living room & I hear the following from the kitchen:

"Where are you going?" (accusatory tone)

"To clean the litter box." (defensive tone)

"You didn't clean in here yet" (whine/bossy combination)

"I did. I cleaned this area" (moving towards anger, with a hint of tears forming)

"That's hardly anything. Look at all this -- all you did was that little area." (full force bickering)

"Well, I did it. And now I'm going to do the litter box." (also full scale bickering)

This is where I jump in -- "Girls, is there a problem?"

In unison they reply "No."

Followed by silence.

I want a dollar, just one dollar, every time this happens. I'd be rich.

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