July 25 | Where were you...
July 15 | over the mountain
She grabbed what I used as my diary when I was in Junior High and read the part where I confessed to reading her diary and the entry where she talked about hating me. My diary continued to rant and rave about how much I hated her, would grow to become and old maid, and die unloved.
We laughed and laughed about the whole thing before I grabbed it back, demanding she not read another word. Then I put on Newsboys: Going Public and cranked the volume. We danced too crazily to the song Shine; she had me replay the song a few times so we could keep dancing.
That night, she crawled into bed with me and demanded that I sing her a song, much like I did when we were still sharing a room. I sang her The Bear Went Over the Mountain, as well as numerous lullabies.
She pestered me to tell her a story, one that started with Once Upon a Time, ended with Happily Ever After, and starred a princess named Melissa. I cannot recall what Princess Melissa did or said, but I know we were up for hours giggling like five-year-olds, loudly shushing each other and pretending to sleep when we heard Mom's footsteps on the stairs.
I tried to kick her out at a few different points, but she wouldn’t go. She ended up sleeping in my bed, stealing all my covers, and shoving her elbow in my eye.
July 02 | Family get togethers