
Switched at Birth.
What were you planning on doing with me?
"Gerard, it's your turn to do the dishes!" Frank threw the dish towel at me and ran down the hall. I chased him around the house until he was in my room.
"Frank. It's SO not my turn. I'm not doing them, you are!" I playfully pushed him onto the bed and pinned him down.
"Boys it's fine. I got the dishes tonight because YOU two are going to sleep in 2 minutes." Mom closed the door and I let go of Frank.
"Question. What were you planning on doing with me?" Frank asked. I pushed the blankets down and covered up, so did Frank.
"I don't know. Maybe TICKLING you!" I tickled him until he laughed hard, and then he cvered up next to me.
"You're sleeping in here?" I asked him. He hugged me and started to spoon.
"Yeah. I'm too lazy to go to my own room and since you're my older brother, I think you would let me." I squeezed him hard.
"I guess you can sleep with me, good night." I closed my eyes and fell asleep with him.
"Frank. It's SO not my turn. I'm not doing them, you are!" I playfully pushed him onto the bed and pinned him down.
"Boys it's fine. I got the dishes tonight because YOU two are going to sleep in 2 minutes." Mom closed the door and I let go of Frank.
"Question. What were you planning on doing with me?" Frank asked. I pushed the blankets down and covered up, so did Frank.
"I don't know. Maybe TICKLING you!" I tickled him until he laughed hard, and then he cvered up next to me.
"You're sleeping in here?" I asked him. He hugged me and started to spoon.
"Yeah. I'm too lazy to go to my own room and since you're my older brother, I think you would let me." I squeezed him hard.
"I guess you can sleep with me, good night." I closed my eyes and fell asleep with him.
10/19/13