Being a big sister isn't so bad, at least not from my point of view. I'm pretty sure Tommy would protest that statement.
I guess I 'm not always nice. Like the time I pushed him down and he cut his head on the bed frame. Good as new after several stitches.
Dumping his dinner plate into the dog dish when he chewed with his mouth open.
Jumping out of the rocking toy so he would fly backwards and the whole thing would land on him, bloodying his nose every time.
Hiding his Buzzy Bear till he cried.
Locking him in the dark bathroom, and making monster noises.
The list goes on...and on.........
Don't get me wrong....we had fun playing in the pool, we played games and we ALWAYS sided with each other against Mom!!
About Me
- Oh So Linda
- This is a true story about my life beginning from 1962, the year I was born, to now and beyond. For the most part, I am writing this blog for my kids to keep my memory alive after I am gone and my story can be passed along to future generations but I welcome anyone who wants to read it. My life may be crazier than some and boring compared to others, but it's mine and I invite you to journey with me through the last 50 years. Be ready to laugh with me, cry with me, be angry with me, love me and yes, at times....hate me.
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