Cry on the Daily

Sis (from the back seat): I'm just crying back here because my eyes are open in the vents. It's weird. My right face cries before than my left face. 

Mom: what?

Sis: no it's true when I cry my right face cries first and more. Always. It just does.

Mom: ok. So your right face and left face have different reactions? How did you figure this out exactly?

Bro: you know she cries herself to sleep on the daily. 

Wet eyes, dry humor. 

The lines in paradise

Sis the night we arrived and walked down to the water:

"I love the feel of sand on my toes!" And "this is the best night ever"

Bro the next night: "I just found a shell on my butt"

Sis singing: "there's no sad days in Florida. It resists" 

Ice cream war

Actually really happening at my house right now: there is ice cream and a full slate of fantastic toppings (like legit Oreo and butterfinger and peanut and fudge left over from a party). No one is eating it because both siblings refuse to dish it for the other and know if they dish it for themselves that this small courtesy is expected. This level of stubborn is kind of impressive.

Catching up.

Found on my phone:

Zizzors aka scissors. 

Only donups can cut hair with scissors

Regular crows not black or counting

That star is full with my wishes 

4/28/17 Ihave a pimple a real one. It's so cute. Check it out. 

They got it!

Rockin this at 9. I see future #bossbabe x2!!