05.03.10

Be Careful How You Word the Question…..

Posted in Life As We Know It at 1:16 am by Administrator

I am the middle child.  Not tormented.  Not the “Hell-raiser”(ok…maybe a little).  Just squeezed safely between two amazing siblings I wouldn’t trade for the world(just don’t advise them of this.  I will never hear the end of it).  For the first six years of my life, it was me and my older, wiser sister.  We were inseperable.  Best friends preparing for world-domination(or at least subdivision domination).  Life worked…well.

Then our parents evidently had a wild night of(I can’t say it…please just figure it out on your own).  And then….(if you’re not the brightest crayon in the box, I’ll spell it out for you….BABY).  That’s right.  No sooner did my sister and my plan to inherit the world begin, did my parents decide to mix it up with another child(as if handling the two of us was not enough of a challenge for them).  Perhaps they were trying to ramp up some reinforcements on their side for fear we accomplished our goal.  Not sure of the motives, but a new sibling was on the way.  Now do not misunderstand me, I love my brother.  He is blessed with the same crazy sense of humor we all have which makes him a blast to have around.  But at six, the thought of another child entering our fortress and securing his own territory was less than appealing.

So the day of the blessed arrival of our new baby came.  And as we drove in the family truckster to the hospital, my parents decided to try and make small talk to get us excited about the event(something they never did again after this instance).  So as my sister and I sat in the back seat of the family car minding our own business, our father turned to us and decided to ask a question to this day I’m sure he will never forget.  In an upbeat tone he asked “so what do you girls want?”(obviously referring to the sex of the child about to enter our family).   However, despite our young ages, we saw an opportunity.  So we sat in the back seat for some time, whispering back and forth as if determining the outcome of the Nobel Peace Prize.  Then it came to us.  What do we want?

We leaned forward brandishing a devious grin and simply repiled…..”we want a monkey!”.  After this day, we were never addressed as a pair again.  Our parents came to the unique understanding in that car that with us, divide and attempt to conquer, was the only possible way to handle any situation involving us together.

So parents, be careful how you word the question.  Because children are far smarter than you think.

Ps….Luv you Techy Brother and PC Sister.  Life would not be the same w/out you!

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