As one could imagine -- and not to play into stereotypes too much...but, there were lots of tears and tantrums and hormonal highs and lows in our house over the years. Lots of fighting about who could borrow who's blouse or shoes or overalls or earrings. And as a middle child, I also admit a bit of brattiness that I never got my own room to myself until Debbie moved out - I was always sharing with one of my sisters. I'm sure I made my unhappiness about this well known. But there was also a lot of talking and laughing in our house, too. Debbie's husband Ed -- before Kimi and I were married ourselves -- often commented that he could never get a word in edgewise when we were all together. He still can't. Also, being in an all women house, there was also a lot of running around the house half naked. There was never any discussion about whether pink was an appropriate color for anything. None of us ever really smelled very badly. None of us had big, gargantuan branded tennis shoes or WWF action figures or Archie Comic Books or matchbox cars. Certainly our house had its own brand of chaos- it still does when we all get together, but it was all girls all the time, and we liked it that way just fine.
Mom, Me, Kimi, Debbie - Texas, August 2008