That’s it. I give up. I am never buying non-identical clothing again. I don’t care if the people stare or think I’m “that mom.” Do I think it’s cute? No. I think it’s stupid. But it doesn’t matter what I think. It only matters that I’ll not be able to think at all soon, what with the fuss every morning.
How one child asking for a polka dot coat sends the other into a tailspin until she also has a polka coat is beyond me. And then the first coat isn’t good enough anymore for the original asker. No. Then the original asker needs the pink polka dot coat that goes with the white polka dot coat that you picked out for the second one. You get the coat. You think it's over.
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| The winner |
Is it over? No, of course not.
Then the twin wearing the white polka dot coat wants the pink polka dot coat that the original is now wearing. And we don’t have two pink polka dot coats. I’m not sure when she’s going to stop screaming and come out of her room. I’m not sure I care when she does. At least the screams are muffled in there.
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| The reject, crumpled on the floor |
Over a coat. An ugly, polka dot coat. Really, girls?
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