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Thursday, August 24, 2006

The Cat Fight

Have you ever overheard the "neighbors" fighting and almost felt embarassed to have heard their shouting match? My grandparents had such neighbors that would fight several nights a week. First they'd drink a bit too much, then the degrading awful words would be tossed back and forth. Grandma was pretty much bedridden and her bedroom window was just across from the neighbor's den. She'd make this little tich sound with her teeth and say, "Oh, for heaven's sake" ... then you'd hear her window slam shut to diffuse the shouting. This morning, my daughters, I'm embarassed to say, had a big shouting match; such a one I've never heard. They've never gotten along too well, one being a "potstirrer", and the other "borrowing" her sister's things without asking; besides there's almost a five year's age difference. Back to the shouting ... What exactly were they fighting about? Hangers and closet space! Seems a walk in closet big enough for three or four people is not enough for them. The oldest is twenty-one ... her sister is sixteen and they temporarilly are sharing the master bedroom of our rental house (a regular Felix and Oscar Odd Couple too). I immediately had flashbacks to "granny's" rude neighbors and was wondering what my neighbors must be thinking as they were leaving for work this morning. Did I mention I'm only having three official bedrooms in the new house? Let's see, that's one for DH and me, one for little Nathan, and one for Ann. I'm hoping that the oldest girl will be engaged by the end of the year with a wedding sometime next year. In the new home, she will be an invited guest just until she's married (within the year or she's got to get an apartment) so she can help save for her wedding. The girls will be on different levels of the home ... hopefully to put some distance between them for a while. And just think ... I was a only daughter and always wanted a sister. Here these two have each other and they can't get along. Ahhh ... did I mention only three bedrooms???? (Deep down they really love each other, perhaps they are pms=ing ... let's hope so).

7 comments:

Tonya said...

Your daughters are beautiful...I have a 10 year difference with my sister and we never fight, but I think if we actually had to live together right now, we would fight...

Mrs. Diamond said...

yes they are very beautiful. but yikes I hope that my daughters don't fight like that! They have their moments, but overall get along fairly well. In between moments. ;)

Birmingham Girl said...

Beautiful girls! My girls are 4 years apart, might as well have been 50 years when they shared a room as small children. Now they are so close and even work as nurses at the same hospital. Nothing is sweeter to a mother then to see her children grow close to each other. They loved each other when young, but it's a different "adult" kind of love or bonding. I'm so thankful for this God time in their lives. It's their maturity in Him that produces the bond.

Jada's Gigi said...

Ahh siblings! Ain't they wonderful?!? haha
I guess all sisters fight but a little time apart and they will love each other again...my two were definitley the odd couple and I thank the Lord for the day they each got their own rooms...lol

homegirls said...

I was the only daughter too. I always wished for a sister as well... HOWEVER, now that I have 2 girls (6 and 8) and see how they go at it... I thank GOd everyday for my 2 big brothers...

Your girls are just gorgeous... best of Luck as referee until you move to your new house! :-)

Margie said...

I always wanted a sister, mine died before I was born.

Willena said...

I spent my teen years wishing my only sister was 2 years younger instead of 12. We have three brothers between us.

My three daughters, ages 23, 19 and 17, all live at home and they get along fine -- as they do with their 22 yo brother, also at home. It's the younger boys who go at each other at times... LOL They are 15, 13 and 7, and the greatest of pals most of the time.