My children can argue about anything. They argue about what color cup they get at the table. They argue about who gets to wash his or her hands first in the bathroom. They argue about who can get the mail for Mommy. The list goes on and on. No argument has flabbergasted me more, however, than the day they argued over which IDENTICAL VITAMIN they got from the palm of my hand. "I want the one on the front of her hand! No, I wanted the one on the front of her hand."
Who knew my palm had a front?
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| Sarabeth (six) and Christopher (four) in the midst of their Toy Story 2 craze, around the time of their identical vitamin argument |
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