When boredom reigns

There comes a time in every little girl's life when she must reclaim what rightfully belongs to her. The other day I drew my line in the sand. For the last five weeks, Izzie has decided my swing was her swing. If we're going to be sisters we need to set some ground rules. Rule #325: The swing is mine.

Where did my carrot go? Note to Izzie, Rule #823: When I'm eating carrots, get your own, I have enough trouble keeping track of mine.