Friday, August 13, 2010

Rosalind and Roscoe

I used to wish that I was an only child from time to time as I was growing up. (What child with siblings didn't!) I would not have had to share my toys, or the ice cream, or the television. All of the fights and hair pulling that could have been avoided. Our furry cat and cute little dog would have been mine alone. But growing older I realized that I was really fortunate to have brothers and sisters in my life. Otherwise I would have missed out on a lot of laughter, companionship, and midnight stories. Growing up would have been pretty boring without them. Being an only child can have its advantages, but I am glad that I was not one!

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