Can't Help But Snicker
No matter how old we get, childhood behaviors stay with us. Yesterday my sister took me to a body pump class at Gold's. It was a good workout and my legs got the worst of it. Knowing this, she called to me from the garage later that night. She said she needed help with something heavy. I went to the door, looked down the steps (knowing my quads would fail me on the way down), and asked her what she needed.
Me: (suspiciously) What do you need?
Baby Sister: no response
Me: (knowingly) Get it yourself!
Baby Sister: a cackle that passes as her laugh
Tonight Middle Sister came home (baby sister and I were babysitting) and the TV in the demon's room wasn't working.
Middle sister: Who messed up the TV in there?
Me: (pointing gleefully at Baby Sister) She did it!!
Baby Sister: All I did was press menu and channel
Me: a smug smile... the same one I wore when Baby Sister or Middle Sister got a spanking when we were kids
Baby Sister: daggers shooting from her eyes
Right now I'm thinking of the best time to tell her how loudly she is snoring. I'm in the living room and she's fast asleep sawing big logs.. like Douglas Fir sized logs.
Surely it will come up in front of family, but I'm wondering if maybe I need to stop by her work tomorrow to ask her if she wants to go to lunch. It may have to slip out in front of her colleagues.
Me: (suspiciously) What do you need?
Baby Sister: no response
Me: (knowingly) Get it yourself!
Baby Sister: a cackle that passes as her laugh
Tonight Middle Sister came home (baby sister and I were babysitting) and the TV in the demon's room wasn't working.
Middle sister: Who messed up the TV in there?
Me: (pointing gleefully at Baby Sister) She did it!!
Baby Sister: All I did was press menu and channel
Me: a smug smile... the same one I wore when Baby Sister or Middle Sister got a spanking when we were kids
Baby Sister: daggers shooting from her eyes
Right now I'm thinking of the best time to tell her how loudly she is snoring. I'm in the living room and she's fast asleep sawing big logs.. like Douglas Fir sized logs.
Surely it will come up in front of family, but I'm wondering if maybe I need to stop by her work tomorrow to ask her if she wants to go to lunch. It may have to slip out in front of her colleagues.