my mom is scREAMING downstairs right now about how there’s no chocolate.
“How can we NOT HAVE CHOCOLATE IN THIS HOUSE?”
“How is there NO CHOCOLATE???”
“DO YOU MEAN TO TELL ME THAT WE HAVE A WHALE HANGING FROM THE CEILING BUT THERE’S NO CHOCOLATE?”
That mom is me
i love my younger siblings’ quirks.
like how adam can’t fall asleep without classical music playing (and kind of loudly, at that).
and how olivia loves TLC and the shows on it and makes me watch them with her (and now i enjoy them too).
and how sometimes when my room is neat and clean and newly decorated with my best scented candle burning i’ll walk into it to find jarred already laying in the bed with my dogs just because he thinks it’s “comfortable.”