Especially in swarms of six or more. No wonder they weren't welcomed at reading time at our local Library and were separated when they started school! The ultimatum given by the school board was 'either they go into six different classes in September or they go into six different schools. Your choice.' My aunt and uncle stupidly sat at our table talking to my uncle Nathan saying 'We just can't BEAR to separate them into six different class room! They've NEVER been apart! Now they have to start wearing different colored clothes to signify what classroom they're in?! Can't you do anything Nathan? I mean you ARE on the school board after all!' His answer was 'Six different class rooms is the only choice we have! They're holy terrors! They seek and destroy! It's a pack mentality when they're together! It's better this way, you've kept them together in the same outfits for YOUR amusement! It's time they started forming their own identities and personalities! Having to buy six of one outfit may be cheaper on your wallet but it's hampering their abilities to figure out who they are independent of one another and form their own styles. From now on they are going to be in separate class rooms wearing different colored uniforms each with a different flower. From now until their grade 8 graduation, they'll be separate beings wearing different clothes from each other. who knows maybe on casual days they'll pick their own outfits out and dress themselves then brush their own hair,style it and who knows where it will go from there.' You'd have thought he'd told them that World War III was about to start and they had to send their kids out to the country side for safety, my maternal aunt fainted and my uncle turned white as a ghost sputtering 'They-they're too YOUNG to dress themselves! That's why WE do it for them! To save time so they can have breakfast and get out the door on time!'



Flash forward from 1988-2014 and they've grown apart from each other, each developed their own unique style,personality and habits and out of the six five actually sent me birthday cards every year with money in them and the sixth sent me the once destroyed Dream Castle completely fixed by her boyfriend's dad with clear Gorilla glue, it looks like the day my dad gave it to me before they destroyed it.