My older daughter came home yesterday to get her taxes done. The school where she teaches is on spring break right now, so her days are free. She decided to stay the night even though she only lives about 45 minutes away from here. That might have had something to do with me begging her to stay, the crying and gnashing of teeth kind of begging. What? I never get to see her. She teaches all week and when she does decide to grace us with her presence, it is always on a weekend and I am working.
So she stayed. Much to the Princess' dismay. You would think they could get along with each other, especially since they no longer live under the same roof. What am I thinking?? They can't even be in the same room without bickering. They fight over everything: who gets to sit where on the sofa, what to watch on TV, who used who's shampoo without asking, who breathed more cubic centimeters of air. It is neverending. But I love it so much.
So much, that I asked DD#1 if she would stay again tonight. She looked at me like I had two heads. She said she has to leave because she is allergic to the cat. Somehow I don't think it's the cat she's allergic to...
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