I'm sure you're aware, but Lewis is extremely weird. She's reached a new level of weird. In fact, if I were British -- wish I was -- I would say she was absolutely mad. Completely mad.
Today I cleaned her room for her. Yeah, I do that a lot. Her room gets messy quickly and she won't clean it, so we make a deal where she does something for me if I clean it. This time I did it because she said she would do my art homework and make me food. The things I'll do for food. Anyway -- I cleaned her room very thoroughly. I even vacuumed. I was sitting on my laptop cruising Pinterest when I hear by far the strangest thing to come from her mouth for a long time, and there have been some weird things said.
"Dress me!"
I did a double take, alarmed. "No!"
Lewis gets this pout on her face. "Please!"
"No!" I exclaimed.
"Just the pants!"
"No! I am not dressing you! What is wrong with you?!"
She starts whining, flinging her snowman-covered pants at me. "Please! Or I'll rip your picture in half!"
"I cleaned your room for you," I said. "Do that and I'll ruin your room all over again and then you'll have to clean it."
She groaned. "Anevay, Anevay, Anevay, Anevay, Anevay, Anevaaayyyy! Please, please, please, please, just the pants!"
"No, no, no, no, no, no! How old do you think you are?"
"Just the pants!"
"Why?"
"Pleeeeaase, Anevay!"
"Lewis! Put your own dang pants on!"
All the while, Dotty is a bystander in all this. She just stared at Lewis, and when she flung her pants in her direction, dropped her phone behind the bed. "No!" she cried at the same time I told Lewis for the thousandth time that I would not be putting her pants on for her. If you thought Lewis was strange before... well, needless to say, she's a bit insane. Love her, of course -- she's my sister. I'm inclined to. But yes, she's the craziest person I know.
-Anevay
