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<p>And the beauty of having 3 was that, on any given day, at least one of them still loved you! (Past tense because they are all out of the snarky teen years now, not because something happened to one of them.)</p>
<p>Three daughters here, who used to practice a pretty sophisticated version of unauthorized borrowing - they’d hide a sister’s belongings in especially random places. When they were little, I’d find prized Playmobil figures in the laundry or in my desk, well under the paperwork I was already behind in. As teens, they moved on to hiding accessories or articles of clothing in the sister’s room, where they could only be found if the room was torn apart first. I’m still finding some of this stuff to this day.</p>
<p>When I’m a homebound old lady, I plan to adopt two cats. I’m undecided between getting two kittens for the entertainment value, or two cats as old as I’ll be (in kitty years) so that I can keep up with them.</p>
<p>We have 2 Ds. One is 23 and our college freshman is 18. In regards to borrowed clothing: at the beginning of summer before younger D went off to college, we negotiated a date for all clothing to be clean. The days before the arranged date was a whirlwind of laundry and snarky remarks. On the arranged date, we held a hostage exchange, I mean return of all borrowed clothing. Then the negotiating began. “I’ll give all of the tank tops in exchange for your green and white sweater and the gray leggings”. It went on like that for about an hour. Fortunately, no blood was drawn. I guess the true blessing here is that they really can’t wear each others’ shoes.</p>
<p>Borrowed clothing: My sister and I are a year apart. When she was in 10th grade and I was in 9th, we attended different schools (the high school was split in two - two buildings side by side - Intermediate high and Senior high). When school pictures came out that year, it turned out I’d worn the same shirt she did on our respective picture days. My dad showed the pictures to his boss and told him that when he got a raise, he was going to buy his daughters another shirt.</p>
<p>My sister has always been neater than me. She probably would have never known how many of her clothes I borrowed had I hung them up when I was done with them. I grew up with hand-me-downs. I always figured that I wasn’t really “borrowing” her clothes, I was just getting an advance on what would be mine eventually anyway.</p>
<p>These “sharing” stories between sisters are hilarious! Once my youngest sister wanted to borrow a new necklace I had with a black pearl to wear for her school picture. I said no, as I was afraid she would lose it or break it. She took it behind my back and wore it anyway, so of course it showed up in the photo. </p>
<p>We had a big family across the street from us with four high school/college age Ds. Their mom used to say, “The first one out of the house is the best dressed!”</p>