tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30714689.post6334331212441325669..comments2023-09-26T06:21:41.050-05:00Comments on Bucolic Scribblings: Sister, sisterJennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16283334035989645291noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30714689.post-53200077624795682962007-09-21T07:31:00.000-05:002007-09-21T07:31:00.000-05:00Lisa...wow, that's awful! What did your parents ho...Lisa...wow, that's awful! What did your parents hope to accomplish by saying things like that? Destroy your self-esteem as well as your relationship with your sister? <BR/><BR/>Ninja...nope. Never. They are two completely different individuals with completely different strengths and weaknesses and we treat them as such. Besides, who the hell would try to cause a rift between two kids who are nine years apart? That would be insane, cruel and pointless.Jennhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16283334035989645291noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30714689.post-54067248388708140152007-09-20T17:02:00.000-05:002007-09-20T17:02:00.000-05:00I've seen that happen before, where parents actual...I've seen that happen before, where parents actually play the siblings off against one another — consciously or otherwise — by comparing one to the other: "Your brother's more of an athlete"; "Your sister's smarter." In the parents' eyes, someone's always "more" something or "less" something. I wonder if they have any inkling how cruel and destructive this is. Parents can acknowledge the differences between their kids without assigning values of preference or superiority to them.<BR/><BR/>Jenn, I hope you and your husband don't play this game on any level.Jim Thomsenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16436505068478971925noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30714689.post-27851028903798396002007-09-20T12:23:00.000-05:002007-09-20T12:23:00.000-05:00Well, they'll probably love each other later on......Well, they'll probably love each other later on...<BR/><BR/>My sis and I fought like crazy years ago. Course my parents didn't help as they used to say, "Lisa, you'd better watch out. Your sister is so much prettier than you are. All she has to do is bat her eyes at your boyfriend and she could steal him away from you."Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08527762200993175239noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30714689.post-64936811948303704552007-09-20T08:25:00.000-05:002007-09-20T08:25:00.000-05:00Nell...the little ones sure can find the buttons t...Nell...the little ones sure can find the buttons to push...Unruly knows ALL of Wild's buttons...and a few of mine. Little imps.<BR/><BR/>Bananas...I know, it brings back a lot of memories for me, too. Now I know exactly how my mom felt, and I just can't figure out why my sister and I fought so much.<BR/><BR/>Goat roper...yeah. Thanks for that!<BR/><BR/>Slackermommy...that's what I'm hoping, too. I HATED my sister all through high school...now we are close. I think about all those wasted "hate" years and wish we could have been closer then.<BR/><BR/>Queen of Shake Shake...I locked my sister in a suitcase once and shoved it down the stairs. She made you eat CAT?! <BR/><BR/>Atypical Cali Girl...I think sisters are just that way, rivals, no matter what age. I don't know about boys, obviously, I have no brothers and no sons, but I've heard its VASTLY different.<BR/><BR/>Amy and Diane..SHUSH! Playing the clarinet is NOT as dorky as waving a flag around while wearing a skirt!<BR/><BR/>Sona...marching clarinet players, unite! Can you think of a sillier instrument to play...in marching band? Like anyone EVER heard the clarinets anyway, over the trumpets and bass drums.<BR/><BR/>Ninja...It's pretty typical behavior between sisters, actually, at any age. The problem with Wild is she's a teenager, and her behavior is actually fairly normal, for a teenage girl. The relationship between sisters and brothers are FAR different.<BR/><BR/>Grundir...I agree...the Witch-king of Angmar is SO hard to get along with. Always wants his way, no matter what. <BR/><BR/>Wendy...we have THREE females in one household...some days, I feel so sorry for my poor husband. Especially when Wild and I are PMSing at the same time. Argue with my husband? I don't know that I could even fake that!Jennhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16283334035989645291noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30714689.post-12798401430942173162007-09-19T23:03:00.000-05:002007-09-19T23:03:00.000-05:00I think two females in a household is one too many...I think two females in a household is one too many. I have brothers and didn't really fight, but that's probably more because our mom and stepdad(s) did so much. Maybe you and hubby need to fight and they could band together, agreeing how ridiculous all your fighting is.....Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05345216716005826293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30714689.post-44184015636153549652007-09-19T22:27:00.000-05:002007-09-19T22:27:00.000-05:00It took about 800 years for all of us Nazgul to le...It took about 800 years for all of us Nazgul to learn to get along with each other. Although the Witch-king of Angmar is still kind of a dick.Grundir the Implacablehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15655145393399324903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30714689.post-42398080935454902622007-09-19T21:59:00.000-05:002007-09-19T21:59:00.000-05:00I guess I don't see this as funny. Any 15-year-old...I guess I don't see this as funny. Any 15-year-old who can't instantly see that a 6-year-old is not her peer rival but an unformed girl in need of older-girl love and guidance is seriously messed up. Two or three years apart? Then I can see the bickering. But nine? I'm sitting here thinking: "What the HELL is wrong with Wild?" <BR/><BR/>Unfortunately, I think the answer is: "A lot."Jim Thomsenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16436505068478971925noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30714689.post-2530671722159986232007-09-19T19:42:00.000-05:002007-09-19T19:42:00.000-05:00Hey - I played clarinet in a marching band!Hey - I played clarinet in a marching band!Sonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04828285454416954463noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30714689.post-64125002095913542562007-09-19T19:12:00.000-05:002007-09-19T19:12:00.000-05:00my vote is...anything marching band is dorky. Jen...my vote is...anything marching band is dorky. Jen i've got a pretty dorky picture of you in a marching band uniform. luv ya a.diAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30714689.post-45609163043543132942007-09-19T18:53:00.000-05:002007-09-19T18:53:00.000-05:00Ok, I'm putting this one to a vote...which is dork...Ok, I'm putting this one to a vote...<BR/>which is dorkier: color guard flag waver or marching band clarinet player?<BR/>Sure, color guard is part of marching band. But at least I wasn't marching around with a big hollow stick shoved in my mouth and spit flying everywhere!<BR/><BR/>(They sell duct tape in multiple colors you know. Wild likes green, and I'm thinking Unruly would be so cute in a nice purple.)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30714689.post-32057896797285205632007-09-19T18:29:00.000-05:002007-09-19T18:29:00.000-05:00My sister is 3.5 years older than me.We fought all...My sister is 3.5 years older than me.<BR/>We fought all the time.<BR/>I thought she got special treatment and more priveleges because she was older.<BR/>She thought I got them because I was younger.<BR/>When she left home at 18 to join the Navy, I thought "Great. She is gone and she left all her best shoes and clothes behind!"<BR/>But I missed her like crazy.<BR/>We are great friends now.<BR/>Your girls will get there. Sometimes it just takes time.Atypical California Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30714689.post-7107503686335014452007-09-19T13:16:00.000-05:002007-09-19T13:16:00.000-05:00My sis and I are 4 years apart. She made me eat c...My sis and I are 4 years apart. She made me eat cat once and I shoved a butter bean up her nose. <BR/><BR/>Ahh, sweet love!Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04455637064686856773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30714689.post-54845171050921963852007-09-19T12:30:00.000-05:002007-09-19T12:30:00.000-05:00I've got the same thing going on over here. I'm ho...I've got the same thing going on over here. I'm hopeful that my girls will grow up to be as close as me and my sis are. They see how well we get along so hopefully that's setting an example that will stick.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30714689.post-36912375419416312612007-09-19T00:13:00.000-05:002007-09-19T00:13:00.000-05:00two words, 'mother's curse' HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH...two words, 'mother's curse' HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30714689.post-17499743942771875622007-09-18T19:30:00.000-05:002007-09-18T19:30:00.000-05:00oh man, this SO brings back memories. My sister an...oh man, this SO brings back memories. My sister and I used to fight like cats and dogs... knock down, drag-out, kicking and screaming, biting and hair pulling, pinching and eye-gouging... it was UGLY! My mom used to get SO mad. NOW I know why. We don't do it anymore though... usually. ;)Bananashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04765560968908933858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30714689.post-91669659327342434472007-09-18T18:52:00.000-05:002007-09-18T18:52:00.000-05:00I babysat for a two year old years ago who knew ju...I babysat for a two year old years ago who knew just how to push all of her brothers buttons. He was fourteen - twelve years older. I dread the fights I know will come with my girls, I was <I>so</I> mean to my little brother, so mean. I hope they figure out soon that it's way more fun to just be nice to each other.Nellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02006026922416983261noreply@blogger.com