When I visit on the weekends, on of my younger sisters usually likes to come sleep in my bed. This time it was Jaiyana. She likes me to read Junie B Jones or listen to a recount of her very important day. I would say she's pretty easy to keep entertained.Jaiyana: I dont like sleeping with you.
Me: What? Why not.
(I know why not... I was super sleepy and didnt care that she had a tea party with milk and cookies)
Jaiyana: I want to sleep with mommy actually.
Me: But i'm so nice to you.
Jaiyana: You buy me stuff and I like that but I dont like sleeping with you.
Me: Why not? (so heartbroken)
Jaiyana: Your lights are on
Me: I can turn them off.
Jaiyana: I like mommys lights off better.
Me: Its the same.
Jaiyana: You have paint on your walls.
Me: So does mommy! Her walls are green.
Jaiyana: wellllll...I like green.
I'm the cheap, used sister.