It’s taken them a week to stop falling out…just before going back to school as usual. They are upstairs playing in a den I made them. I added an extra bit on the back which made it even “cooler” as now it has a “conservatory”. That’s middle class playing if ever I’ve heard it.
Their relationship is pretty normal I think. They love each other to pieces, get into bed together when they can’t sleep, hug each other, and have even made up a special gesture they do to each other which means “sisters”. They also bicker, fight and drive each other, and me, crazy.
This morning we were discussing what they wanted to be when they get older. Tilly said “scientist” as always. Phoebe said “when I grow up I’m going to tell Tilly what to do”. Ah the balance of power is always a tricky one.