The Wee Ladies squawk to get what they want. It is like we are living with a flock of birds.

DDM: Hey! Keep your hands to yourself! We don't hit!

TheD: SQUAWK! Grunt....run away.

EvieG: Don't take my Halloween candy!

Spark Plug: SQUAWK!

DDM: Use your words!

The Destroyer and Spark Plug are playing tug o' war with the Barbie Car....

SSSSSQQQQQUUUUAAAAWWWWWKKKK in unison.

DDM: Hey! That's enough! No more squawking! Where are my ear plugs? And the Extra Strength Advil Liquid-Gels...Fast Release?

The Destroyer is trying to take EvieG's sippy cup of orange juice and it is none other than a screeching, piercing SQUAWK! as EvieG tries to get it back followed by The Destroyer's pull to hang on and the flexing of her thigh muscles.

There is a squawk for candy, a squawk for cookies, a squawk for toys, and even for a toothbrush and toothpaste. They are communicating via the squawk. Especially when it comes to wanting food and sweets, or if something is being held by the other squawker, if something is taken away, or if things just aren't going the right way.

Do they think that they will always get what they want? They think it is the way to be heard. We might give in sometimes, just to shut them up.

I wonder how they will respond to each other as they start fighting over clothes? The SQUAWK plus the SLAM is what I predict. Or rather the MEOW, SCRATCH, HISS, and SLAM.

What will happen when their boyfriend bails on dinner plans? Will they ring him up, SQUAWK into the phone and then hang up?

I am dreading years of the SQUAWK. I won't be able to take it. I will be in the loony bin long before puberty if it keeps up at this rate.

All I am going to hear in my sleep is SQUAWKING. I would be much happier if I could hear crickets.

How can we get to a gentle chirp from the window shattering SQUAWK?

3 separate bedrooms and 3 separate bathrooms.

All's I'm sayin's all.

PS The November Who's DDM should be up anytime. You can also go back and reread past Who's DDM's...

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