Twin girls. 13 year old. Going free to any good home.
They have fallen out. Over a pen. A fucking pen. Apparently it was a good pen and very different to the 5,000,000 other pens in the house.
So we now have a curtain stapled to the ceiling to split their bedroom, constant eye rolling and dramatics and tears at the dinner table because one wanted something, but couldn't speak to her to ask for it.
Anyone want them? If it sweetens the deal I'll throw in a 16-year-old boy who is enjoying the fallout so much that every now and again he makes and oh-so-innocent comment that accidentally sparks it all off again... (to be fair they have occasionally ganged up on him - when they are friends it can be creepy as they have a weird, silent communication thing going on).
Please tell me it gets better soon? DS was a walk in the park compared to this.