Harry's Blog

Our little girl has the sweetest voice you've ever heard, the kind of bell-chime angelic tone often inpersonated by actresses when providing toddler voices for TV shows. She even has a slightly higher sweeter voice reserved especially for me - when she wants something and her mother has already said "no".

Kitty has another voice though - one that will be all too familiar to any of you who have seen The Exorcist (hence the title of this post, which is a quote from the movie). Crikey it's a scary voice. It tends to be reserved to shout at her brother - who she's terribly bossy with.

This morning I was awoken by the twins having a screaming row with each other over who could use the wicker chair in their bedroom.

"My sit down Kitty."
"No my sit down Pat."
"My sit down."
"PAAAAAAAAAT, MY SIIIIIIT DOOOOOOWN."

I was expecting to hear Tubular Bells next. Scary little girl.

I resolved the conflict in the time honoured way of avoiding the conflict completely. The coward's approach is often the best where warring twins are concerned. I just took the chair out of the room and went back to bed.