It seemed like such a great idea to have my sister come for a week’s visit, but it wasn’t. It’s been going well, but today, my dear Girlie decided that she likes her Aunt Pammy better than her old man. We were at Trader Joe’s– of all places!– and the little angel pushed my hand away when I went to move the cart she was riding in. She looked over at my lovely sister and grinned, and ever since, she’s all, “Aunt Pammy is fun! I will laugh with her! I will play chase and will giggle uncontrollably! I will throw the sign for ‘bird’ that my Daddy taught me! I will hug her and kiss her! I want her to carry me!”
I think they’re in collusion.