This is what a former coworker used to say her Grandma would tell her and her sister when they were squabbling. I thought that was cute at the time when my girls got along so well...
Now, I understand.
Suddenly, my darling daughters have turned into emotional, mood-swingin' beings who bite each other's heads off given half a chance.
And I took them to the mall today. Together. With an extra girl.
What the H-E-double-hockey-sticks was I even thinking?
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