Kiki & China

Yesterday I got to watch my nephews Fall Singing Concert. Mostly children’s concerts can be very painful but this one was short and sweet and the kids actually did very well. Those who participated and weren’t standing there poking their neighbor in the ribs or giggling that is.


With my sister on one side and my best friend and boyfriend on the other side, I was rather content. Maybe a little bored with myself and wishing they served wine & cheese at these events, but content. It was then that I had this total clarity that I was where I was supposed to be.

Obviously I need to BE wherever Tim is, as he is the Other Half of Me. But what I realized was how much I’ve missed hanging out with my sister.

We are 10 months apart. We look a lot alike and we can laugh over almost anything. Over the years we have shared some pretty spectacular moments together and have gotten ourselves in more than a few ‘pickles’.

One of my favorites was our Thanksgiving Dinner that Never Happened. It wasn’t really our fault. I was married to Dumbass and as always he was snowmobiling and hanging out with the boys, leaving me to tend to the home front all by myself. This time he took my Sisters husband with her. So it’s Dumbass’s fault. They were late. And we got distracted by the Huckleberry Daiquiris, that being AFTER we ran out of Strawberry’s. The men came home to us sitting in the hot tub, the babies propped in car seats next to it, Us, with a Large Turkey Leg in one hand and a Daiquiri in the other. Great Big Purple Seedy Smiles on our faces. Sorry boys. No mashed ‘taters’ for you. In my Esteemed Opinion it was one of the BEST Thanksgivings Ever.

Besides being so close because we are almost Twins, our very first Bonding Moment was the discovery that Kiki was not really the name of our Vagina … but instead a Little Girl in a series of books.

I’m not sure what ever possesses a Mother to Lie to their Child in such a manner as this. One that could forever scar them. But ours did. Nobody ever said the word Vagina. It was a Kiki. You can imagine our shock when we discovered the very first series of books on Kiki, in the back of the Traveling Book Mobile that came to Fortine. It was There on the floor between the little tight aisles that Charie and I got our first look at the REAL Kiki. Years later we still laugh over Kiki going to Washington. Kiki walks in the Rain. Kiki gets a Teddy Bear. Even as adults, we have made up a few of our own ‘Adventures for Kiki’. Those ‘Kiki’ books were such a Great Find for us and still an opportunity for Hilarity when Bored.

Being a much better Mom than My Mother ever was, I of course made sure that My children new it was a Vagina. Or I tried to. Its just such a weird word. For sure. My 3 year old for the longest time shortened it to China. And I let her. (Sigh) … this brought all sorts of Dilemma’s. Like “MOM… Why is there’s a Fire in Someone’s China’ or wide eyed knowing statements like, ’Did you know my Green Gumby Guy was MADE in CHINA’ … the hardest one to explain was why I was so pissed at her Dumbass father for Breaking my China… that I had gotten for our wedding’. Seriously. Maybe Kiki wasn’t so bad.

When our kids were little, my sister and I, spent almost 3 days a week together. Gorging on M&M’s and Diet Pepsi. Crafting and Painting crap I have no idea what happened to. When I was pregnant with my oldest daughter I would sit in a rocker and watch my sister sew Quilts while her baby son lay on my belly. Those were some of the Best Moments.

And so I look forward to this next phase of my life where I can take that step to move closer to the Man that I want to spend my Life with and my Little Sister and her children.

I feel like I am finally going Home Again. HA.…. Kiki goes Home…. Hahahahahaa …