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And the Two Become One … Yea Right!

At marriage the two become one. I don’t buy it. I think the Two become Children the age of Two. And proceed to hash out their boundaries similar to kids in a school yard. You have to grow up all over again. Extremely difficult if you never grew up the first go round.

It goes like this – OoooOO ..let’s see what I can get away with. Let the games begin.

If I pull your hair will you kick me? You broke my rattle, I hate you! I’m tired, leave me alone or I’ll cry and rub snot all over the sofa. That’s mine, mine, mine! Don’t touch it. That’s not fair, you got more cheesecake than me. Don’t talk to me, you didn’t share your toys. You took all the covers. Did not. Did too. If you do that again, I’m gonna to tell your mother! I don’t want to go, you can’t make me. Oh yea? I did it last time, it’s your turn. No it’s not. Yes it is.

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