Tell me if you can relate.
Sometimes, when Steven and I are eating out, we’ll order a cookie to split after the meal. A few times, I’ve told him “I’ll cut the cookie in half. Then, since I made the cut, you get to pick which side you want to eat first!”
He’ll pick his side of the cookie and I’ll say, “I knew you were going to pick the bigger side!”
Then he gives me a strange look and asks why he should care which side of the cookie he gets.
Apparently, Steven never had to split anything with his brother? For some reason, I can remember arguing with my siblings about: who got the biggest piece of “fill in the blank” treat, who got the last piece of “fill in the blank” treat, and why did “fill in the blank” sibling get “fill in the blank” treat and I didn’t?
Yeah, we were probably big brats, but this must be a common argument among siblings?
While Steven and I were in the car today, I asked him what books he read as a child.
“Did you read Clifford and the Bernstein Bears?” I inquired.
“Yeah,” he replied. “And when we were really little we read those Little Golden Books as well.”
“Oh!” I said excitedly, “I read those too! Did you ever chew on the edges of the book?”
“What?! You are the only person I know who chews on books!”
“The edges tasted like foil!” I explained. (huh?)
“People don’t eat foil!”
Ha ha ha. When he said that, I was drinking a bottle of water and I spit all the water out onto my lap. I wonder if the people in our next destination (Best Buy) wondered why a grown woman looked like she just peed her pants.
I also wonder if those books still have bite marks on the edges. Ha ha ha.
What was your favorite thing to pretend when you were a young child?
Oh, it’s so embarrassing, but I must share it, because that’s what I do here – share embarrassing secrets and stories.
I used to pretend that I had an identical twin sister. But I didn’t talk to her like she was an “invisible friend,” because I pretended that she lived in Florida, and that when she came to visit Iowa, I would go stay in Florida in her place. So she sort of “pretend existed” in my mind.
Seems innocent, right? Well, I told one of my friends that I really did have a twin sister who lived in Florida (this was in grade school by the way). And I would pretend that I was the other twin sister from time to time. My friend would say, “Kim?” and I would say, “No, I’m Kim’s twin sister,” and be all snotty about it.
That friend still thinks I have a twin sister.
Just kidding!
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