Sunday night I was spending quality time with my family. A few of my family members are cuter than others.
Seriously, check these two out. God just doesn’t make them much cuter than this!
The cutest thing about them is their sheer inability to hide their true feelings towards each other. Their emotion is out there for everyone to see. They don’t care what you think, they’re both full of attitude, know what they want, and make no apologies for that.
The one in the white (we’ll call her ‘S’), on this particular evening, was toting around a container of Tootsie Rolls. These were not her Tootsie Rolls, but they were in her possession, so I guess technically they were hers (9/10th’s is possession by law). S was very kindly handing out Tootsie Rolls to the adults that requested them.
The one in the green (we’ll call her ‘D’) decided she would like a Tootsie Roll and asked S quite politely for one, “I have a Tootsie Roll, peese.” (More of a statement than a question).
“NO!” was the reply from S.
“Peese…” begged D and started to advance.
“NO!” S repeated as she started to make a run for it.
D was determined and took off after her. She got S in a corner, went in for the steal and bellared “GIMME A TOOTSIE!”. She wasn’t messing around and if I was a betting woman (which you all know I’m not, right), I’d have put my money down on D. I’ve been told she packs quite a punch – her older sister can attest to that (but she looks so cute and innocent!).
At this point the mothers interfered (much to my dismay) and made me fork over one of the three Tootsies I’d confiscated from S before all the turmoil began. Oh how I wish I was still three and could protest, take my Tootsie loot, and head for the door, but no, I had to share.
When did we lose that carefree spirit of letting it all hang out and do what isn’t socially acceptable?
Only minutes after the big brawl that nearly left one blind and bloody, they reconciled and made nice.
Oh to be 3 again. Life was so much simpler!
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