Sometimes I think the girls must enjoy the back and forth bickering. Can this really be fun for them? Today M came to me complaining about C. I told her she needed to go talk to C about it, not me. I secretly followed her and overheard this:
M: C, I'm your little sister. Please don't ever hurt me again, or I
will hurt you back.
C: Like how, M? (honestly curious with a bit of fear)
M: Like I could bite you, or hit you, or pinch you, or do lots of
things to hurt you.
C: Oh yeah. Well then I'll just call the police!
J: Yeah C! Call the police right now!!
M: (crying) Oh, I'm going to go tell Mom again.
C: No, M. It's okay. I won't call the police. I'm sorry.
On second thought, maybe this is fun.
