Wednesday, June 4, 2008

hey, my senses don't do that

Ruth (hiking back down Mt. Alava): We're getting close to the end.

Everett: I know. I can sense it with my senses. boop. boop. boop. boop-boop. boop-boop-boop. [getting faster as he gets closer].

1 comment:

Rachel said...

My sister is 9 years older than me and we are really close. Sometimes it feels like we are from different families because there is such an age gap and differences in how we were raised; other times we finish each other's sentences like you and your sister. It's then that we realize that a connection with a sibling cannot be replicated!