The first thing I hear when I wake up to is crying twin two month olds. (I have no idea if that is grammatically correct :P) Also a three year old want something, cereal or something. I hate being a big sister. Being much older ten my baby sisters, but still not old enough to move out, I have to help out. IF I don't I feel guilty, REALLY guilty. But then if I do help and they are crying at the same time (happends alot) I get SOOO much more stressed then I was just waking up and hearing them cry. I just don't know what to do.
To try and help myself I go for a four wheeler ride. So I did that like a week ago and had gone like two times in one day. Then when I got back to my house I decided that I would break in through my bedroom window. Then I was going to get in my bed sit under the covers and make ghost noises. Then when my three year old sister came in I was going to scare her. So as I just got the screen of the window my mom came into my room. She was kinda mad then she walk over to my window (that I had opened) and she smelt my hands and my breath. Yea, she thought I smoking. That made me so pissed off. I really could not believe my mom would think that. Anyway the babies crying makes me so stressed out. That's why I love going to my dads. Cause when I'm there I'm the middle child and nothing seems to bug me!! So yea.