Sit, Abbi, Sit

Just a parenting question for all you experts ... do you think it's harmful if a 14 year old brother whistles at his sister all day long while shopping, as though he's a dog-trainer. Kevin whistled for Abbi to "come" as we climbed into the car to begin our last-minute school shopping errands. It continued at MC Sports (where Heather's buff guy helped us spend a non-working $10 gift card - duh!), on to Kohl's, Target, and Panera. In the midst of the dog-whistle type of "come", he also often inserted his "sit" and "stay" commands. I was just waiting for him to tell her to "roll over", then I would've decked him! At about our Panera stop, Abbi then amazingly perfected her
one-pitch/high-pitch whistle that she's been working on all summer. She discovered that went a loooong way in annoying her dog-training brother. Did I mention that I went to bed last night with a headache and woke up with the same one? You're right, the whistling duo did nothing for my about-to-explode head!

I guess this sibling love goes back to a comment Kevin made last week - "Abbi, it's a good thing we're not married, cuz it would never work!" Wow, Einstein!!!! I could've told you that when the two of you were, oh about 1 and 4!

This post was going to be a sweet sonnet, la la la, about the end of summer and what a wonderful time we had last weekend. And that, perhaps, I will be sad to see the kids return to school tomorrow morning. Well folks, I guess that one will have to wait until my headache is gone, because right now I'm making myself crazy just thinking of all the fun things I can do tomorrow ALL BY MYSELF!