Dear J, J, L and L,
Do you remember how I’d always answer when you asked me what I wanted for Mother’s Day?
“Peace on earth, good will toward siblings.”
You all hated that answer. Or at least, you’d groan and say,” MoooOOOoooooooommmmmmm” in a whine of exasperation. I don’t blame you. It’s nearly impossible to run to Target or JC Penney and buy a cute box of good will. Even Wal-Mart, surprisingly, doesn’t carry either generic good or ill will in a bag. And wrapping up peace has so far proven unmanageable to even the biggest big wigs in the world.
It wasn’t that you guys never got along. (That was a double negative, which in math means a positive, right?) Let me rephrase that.
Okay, try this.
You guys didn’t fight constantly. I’ve seen worse. Much worse. And you didn’t come close to some the shtuff I’ve witnessed…
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