A RE-POST: The Morning Arguing

When you have children, you realize that everything can start a war. Bryanna could have "accidentally" bumped Lauren on her way to the bathroom. Then Lauren could have "accidentally" tripped her on her way back to her room. Rylie also could have "accidentally" punched Bryanna in the stomach while passing her in the kitchen and "accidentally" poured Lauren's chocolate milk down the sink. Although Rylie gets them confused and claims it was "on purpose" .... or does she????
I was done!!! I called them all into the living room and gave them new rules on arguing and screaming at each other. I did the whole pace back and forth a few times to really let them know I meant business. I said, “ I can’t handle all of this fighting anymore. From now on, if you are going to argue or fight with each other, you must do it in a foreign accent”. Now, you might be thinking, how the heck do they know what that means? Well, I am a bit of a character when it is within the walls of my house. I love doing voices, and accents. The girls think its funny and often try to mimic me. So Bryanna and Lauren got up and went back to getting ready. About 2 minutes had passed with complete silence and then it started. In the best English accent I could muster up, I loudly reminded them of the new rule. Bryanna rolled her eyes into the back of her head and gave me this gargling-grunting UUUGGGGHHHH sound. She tried to walk away, but being a drama princess (we haven’t quite graduated to queen just yet) she couldn’t resist letting Lauren have the last word. She cleared her throat of any pride and started to put words together. Bryannas scowl quickly turned into a smile as she tried to yell at Lauren in a French/British/Australian accent. We all laughed at the sight of Bryanna trying her hardest to complete a sentence while marching towards Lauren. At the end of her rant, Lauren stood her 'quick sand' ground and screamed in this Mexican/Russian sort of dog barking thing. She may have wet herself a bit from laughing so hard. I know I did.
So, the morning battle ended in a clear victory for some foreign country not yet discovered. As for Rylie , well she was still confused at the fact I told them they could argue, scream and fight. Nothing else got through after she heard that. She was still wandering around the house trying to figure out what “foreign object” to throw at the girls.
Accent Rylie!…. Accent!!