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Happy Birthday, Sam!

Once upon a time, I tried sending my brother to his room. He refused. I probably yelled. It was in the early days when I was 8 or so and Mom first let us stay home alone for short periods of time. 

I remember my Dad taking me aside afterwards and saying quite firmly, “Amy, as the oldest you are in charge. But Sam is your deputy. You don’t get to boss him around. You work with him.” 

I honestly don’t think Sam and I have had a fight since.

Happy Birthday to the best deputy a sister could ask for! I hope you have another incredible year. (And also, thanks for giving me the best nephew on the planet. More pictures of him always welcome. 😉 ) 

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A Tale of Two Shopping Trips

Christmas shopping with my brother Sam:

You enter the store and go immediately to the department with the Item you decided to purchase before walking in. You spend all of 3 seconds verifying it is correct. Then you check out. No turning to the left or right. 

Christmas shopping with my brother Elijah:

Me: “Elijah, you are coming Christmas shopping with me.” 

Elijah: “Okay.”

Me: “OH! I wanted to look at that…Can you believe someone made this? And people buy it! Oh look at that shirt over there! Do you mind if we swing by shoes? We should check out the toy section for options. LOOK. $5 DVDs. Ahahahaha look at that pillow case! Let’s go back by t-shirts. I want to look for this bizarrely specific thing…YOU KNOW WHO WOULD LOVE THIS? Do you need a present for…? We should go back to that other department….”

*Meanwhile, Elijah calmly follows me everywhere and doesn’t complain once*


Sister, Stress, & Sushi Burrito

I forgot to blog about it the other day, but my sister and I decided to escape finals stress for a bit and get sushi burritos!

I was skeptical but overall it was fairly delicious. I recommend trying if you like sushi! 

I also recommend Christmas shopping with your sister as a stress reliever ❤ Or maybe just Christmas shopping with my sister, because Anna is the best. (And so is Bethany, of course, but she was working and couldn’t join us.) 


Rated R Movies

My sister got off work and needed a ride home so all of us siblings piled into the car to drive the one mile to go get her. (Irrelevant to the story, but quite a fun adventure.)

Me: Have you all seen that movie Game Night?

Brother: *in a judgmental tone* Isn’t that rated R?

Sister: She’s 25. She can watch rated R movies. 

Brother: Yeah but she asked if we’d seen it. 

Sister: You’re 17. You can watch rated R movies too. 

Brother: Oh, right. *long pause* But what do you think I do? Watch rated R movies all day?

 


Movie Night With the Siblings

“Mom and Dad aren’t home! What should we watch?’

“Let’s pick something dark and scary! Maybe Gotham.” 

“Yeah! Mom doesn’t like those shows or movies. Netflix has all the Halloween movies out. Great timing.”

“Or we could watch a kid’s movie. Parents aren’t home to judge us.”

“That’s true! Disney movie? Mickey Mouse’s House of Villains?”

“Hercules!”

“Monsters vs Aliens!” 

“Batman Unlimited: Monster Mayhem.” 

“Yesssssssssssssssssssss.”

30 minutes later, Mom walks in. “What are you watching? You always watch lousy TV when I’m gone.”


Siblings’ Day!

As I’ve mentioned before, October 10 is a Particularly Special Day for my siblings and I. Many years ago, it dawned on us that no holiday of interest existed between our youngest brother’s birthday in August and Christmas! So we created one: Siblings’ Day. And that day is…today! 

Coincidentally, it is also Mental Health Day at the law school. So while this post is a shout-out to my siblings for being amazing, this is also a shout-out to my siblings for keeping me sane in law school. 

My brothers and sisters make me laugh. They listen to me rant. They listen to me ramble. Sam gives me random calls to catch up on life. Anna Facebook messages with me throughout the day. Bethany fangirls with me over Miraculous Ladybug and Barbie and Webtoons. Elijah drops what he is doing when I come home to talk with me (and usually make sure I’m fed.) 

I really have the best bunch of siblings and I’m ever so grateful for every one of them. ❤ 

(We don’t have a recent picture of just us – gotta remedy that – but here is one of us with my Mom and sister-in-law on Mother’s Day.)

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Sibling Dynamics

I’m sitting in a coffee shop pretending to do homework and watching the post-church crowd. A family with three daughters enters. The three girls are maybe 6, 4, and 2. They have matching French braids and a determined air. The reason for the air becomes apparent once their parents allow them to pick a spot to sit. They choose a table with a bench sitting three on one side facing two chairs. 

“I’m going to sit here, and Mommy and Daddy will sit on either side of me,” announces the eldest, choosing the bench while her less perceptive sisters pick chairs. 

Instantly, the youngest switches spots to sit beside her. 

“No!” exclaims the oldest, moving to the other side of the table to sit by the middle child. She eyes her sister with disapproval. “You’re so lucky,” she says. “You get to sit between Mommy and Daddy.” 

The middle child switches spots. Now two of them are on the bench side and one is sitting on a chair. Then the eldest gets up to sit on the bench. She announces that the three of them will face their parents, making it all fair. 

The youngest shouts that she wants to sit by Mommy. This brings Mommy over. She is settled on a chair. The youngest is desolate. She moves from the bench. This, however, upsets the careful balance. One parent’s side has been chosen. Now the debate becomes who will sit by Daddy. 

The eldest looks with calculation at her sisters, clearly still trying to figure out how to sit between her parents. She tries the good old shoving technique. Her Mother reprimands her. She settles to pout. Daddy comes over. All three voices raise demanding he sit by them. 

In the end it is the middle child who sacrifices her wish. She offers to move to a chair so that the eldest and youngest can sit by Daddy. Mommy moves a chair to the side of the table so she can be flanked by two. Peace momentarily settles. 

The entire time I sit the corner trying not to laugh too loudly because I’m 98% certain this exact scenario played out many times with my siblings and me. Kudos to the middle children who keep the peace!