Yesterday they fought, to the point of provoking tears, over who got to sit in the booster seat on the side where the spare tire was.
"My butt is over the flat tire!" gloated Iris.
"I want MY BUTT over the flat tire! No fair!" screamed Lucy.
They also fought over whether Lola/Lucy will be permitted to introduce her little guests at her 4th birthday party to the family's pet rats.
They've also fought over who gets to use my rat-holding-cheese cake topper on their birthday cakes, which is particularly asinine since, as I pointed out, their birthdays are not on the same day and therefore they can each use the damn cake topper.
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