I always kept my toothbrush in a cup on the sink. One day E had a mischievous grin on his face, so I knew he was up to no good. We had a heater down in the floor of one of the hallways.
"M, I got your toothbrush!" he squealed.
"Oh no, please give it back" I pleaded as he inched closer to the heater. Dangling the toothbrush while moving away from me, I just knew that toothbrush was a goner. I thought it was going to turn into a melted pink ball of wax. But no! E loved knowing that he had me in the palm of his hand, so to speak.
He giggled to himself as he squatted down near the heater in his stellar outfit complete with diaper and cowboy boots. I wished he'd just get this over with. He loved to mess with me!
I don't remember whether that pink toothbrush found a home amongst the soot or not. I do remember that day like it was yesterday though because life would have been terribly boring if we hadn't kept each other entertained. :)
What tricks have your siblings played on you?
P.S. Today marks my 200th post! It's hard to believe that I have found that much to talk about. Thanks for reading!
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