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Friday, June 22, 2007

siblings...

Did you know that I've only been in one physical fight in my entire life? It was in junior high, I think. We were on a school bus and some kid, I forget his name, said something that made me mad, and I got up to deck him, and was held back. So nope, I've never punched another person in my life. Ah well...I suppose that's life being the youngest of four, naive, protected and sheltered from the bad stuff out there that's bent on "getting" me.

I didn't even have my brother around to punch for very long, but he did do stuff to make me cry when he was home, before he moved out in around 1980, that is. I don't even remember what kind of stuff it was that he did to me that set me to blubbering, but I do remember him shoving my face in the pillows on his bed and saying "SHUT UP! MOM'S GOING TO HEAR YOU!!" and other stuff like "I'm going to tell all your first grade friends that you're a crybaby." Ah.. brotherly love, right?

We have three boys now. What can I expect from this trinity of masculine hormones when they're all teenagers? I don't really know what to expect. I'll have to lean on my wife's experiences, I suppose. She says her older brothers drug her across the carpet by her hair and told her she was ugly when she was a teenager. Maybe this is why she is stronger than me when it comes to sibling rivalry. I just don't get it, I suppose. I'm often at a loss as to what to do when my oldest comes in saying "He punched me in the face!" I often say "Why?" This never works.

So, I hope they don't fight each other too much, as they age. I hope it's just the normal sibling rivalry, and not something epic or disproportional to reality (you know, like my older siblings say about me "He got all the breaks!!!" This isn't true, I just got to enjoy the good years...you got the lean years. It's not my fault I'm spoiled!! HA!).

Oh well, wish us luck I guess!

Labels: attempted humor

: toadman : at Friday, June 22, 2007 |