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It's hard to believe that just a few short years ago, we were still able to give my twins a bath together -- boy parts, girl parts, all in the same tub. Sure, there may have been some occasional finger pointing, but they were able to peacefully sit side by side for the most part.  Man, have times changed!  It's becoming more and more common for my male and female offspring to severely butt heads over their differences in gender.

Take, for instance, the sleepover.  It used to be a complete non-issue for my daughter and son to each have a friend stay over on the same night.  In fact, the boys and the girls would often all play together out on the trampoline or down in the basement.  The more, the merrier seemed to be the philosophy.  It became very clear to me this past weekend that those harmonious sleepover days are well behind us now.

Every time I turned around, I had either my son and his friend or my daughter and her friend chirping in my damn ear about the other one not leaving him/her alone.  There was SUCH a big to-do about who had the right to hang in this or that side of the basement.  I got so sick of all the screaming and the yelling and the arguing that I seriously contemplated locking them all down there for good.  But I figured the parents of the other kids might not appreciate my desperate problem-solving tactics, so I refrained.

I did, however, storm down the stairs after the umpteen gazillionth complaint to find that my daughter was apparently so pissed at my son that she'd pulled his pants off him while trying to drag him to his respective side of the basement.  He was, naturally, a little bit embarrassed to be in his underwear in front of her friend, and it suddenly dawned on me that finding a pantless kid down in the basement will be a HUGE problem in the not-so-distant future.  Holy shit -- those days are quickly approaching us, aren't they?!

It was right then and there that I declared the end of the double sleepover.  I told my twins it's because they can't seem to all get along with each other, which isn't all untrue. But the REAL reason is because I don't wanna be on pins and needles about a potential peep show taking place in the basement, not to mention worrying about who's making out with whom, while I'm trying to watch my "Real Housewives of Beverly Hills" upstairs.  Nope, that bud is being nipped right here and now, thank you very much.  Wow, are we ever in for a wild ride.....

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