Well, it's official.
Tuesday, August 17th at 8:42PM my 2 year reprieve ended.
(read this for an explanation.. lest you think I am an absolutely horrible sister)
Although part of me is sad to see these peaceful days come to an end,
there is no denying that I have missed
..(I can't believe I am admitting this)..
the teasing.
and chasing that inevitably ensues.
the jumping out at me from corners and doorways during said chase.
the scarring me to the point of tears.
..(and maybe pee on occasion)..
the use of brute force to keep me from making it to Mom and Dad for help.
the STUPID giggle of his that comes out when I try to fight back.
and always, always, always finding a way to make me laugh when I am SOOO mad.
..(ok, I haven't missed that part)..
My point is, I'm not as heartbroken as one might think to say goodbye to such tranquil times.