Awhile ago, my sisters and I minus Lulu drove down to Maryland to watch our scrumptious nephew while my brother and sister-in-law went away for the weekend. In that time we did lots of fun things, including but not limited to watching marathons of Vampire Diaries. Who says you can’t be an adolescent teenage girl forever??
Anyway, Hannah was not allowed to watch because I was concerned it was maybe too scary and boring for her anyway, so she would do her own thing but still got to hear everything going on in the episode. At one point, being the neurotic older sister I am, I asked her if the episodes were scaring her. Our conversation went like this:
Me: Are you having Vampire nightmares?
Hannah: No. I don’t get nightmares. Well, sometimes I do when I’m sick, but they are about things that other people wouldn’t think are scary.
Me: Like what?
Hannah: Like me being alone in a big white room and then the Beverly Hillbillies come in. It’s like claustrophobic or something.
This is what I love about a huge family. There is always more to discover about my very own siblings.
Or, as Tin Man Sanchez likes to say, “It’s the nitty gritty of life that’s the best part”
Amen, Tin Man Sanchez!
Enjoy your weekends..and love the ones you’re with!