My sister and I are four years apart and were never really that close growing up. In fact, we pretty much fought for the first 19 years of my life. I knew we were breaking ground when one day she asked me how to kiss a boy.
I told her, "You lean in really slow, close your eyes, open your mouth real wide and stick out your tongue and wiggle it back and forth like this."
I probably ruined what could have been a very tender moment.
11.19.2010
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At least she asked you, I never even got asked. It's probably better that way.
ReplyDeleteYou are a cruel, cruel person, who has the most incredible sense of humor I have EVER seen! You rock Maryn, hands down.
ReplyDeleteYou will have to act that out for us at church sometime, haha.
ReplyDeleteremind me never to kiss you Maryn...
ReplyDeleteNo wonder she's a bad kisser... Uhh... I mean... Nevermind.
ReplyDeleteLet's hope she wasn't about to kiss the "popular" boy. If she kissed mister unpopular he'd think she was a great kisser.
ReplyDeleteI grew up real close to my sisters, our age difference is 2 year from me to the next, and 5 years from me to the eldest. All three of us were close until about 3 years ago when they decided to become stupid. *shrugs shoulders* what more can I say.
Well... never would have that conversation here..!! :) My sis is 3 years younger than me - but she hasn't got the chances I got to even think of it..lol... And, yep, that's a national difference.. seems like she always knew enough.. huh! :/
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