Outwit, outlast, outplay, and stay out of the way (of his sister, that is). That will be the key to Michael surviving the next 40 odd days to his thirteenth birthday.
Jenny seems to have had the mischief devil (you know, the one in red that sits on your shoulder, with the angel of reason on the other side) take over the last month. She seems to know the EXACT buttons to press to send Michael into a steaming fury. She never lets up (obviously, the angel on her shoulder isn’t even there, but has been knocked to the floor by the guy in red with the horns). Among other things, she keeps sneaking into his room and trying on his shoes (she really likes shoes ~ sound familiar?) Michael keeps a pair of his sneakers just to wear to the dances that they are allowed to go to now (how cool is that?)
Michael’s temperament is that of the appeaser (very much like Henry) and does not like confrontation of any kind. I’m pretty sure he is holding his own outside of my listening range, although I do come around the corner and hear muttering and grumbling and see the occassional wrestling move.
I don't think we're in Kansas anymore, Toto...
Now, Dorothy, she had nice shoes...
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