"I am so not talking to Sissy"

This is what I was greeted with this morning from Ian. I love the attitude don't get me wrong, but at the wee hours of the morning (ok, 7:45am), not what I want to hear getting out of bed. What is it about brother/sister relationships?

Drawing on personal experience (which is a little off base , 'cause at age 13 I got a step-sister), I can tell you animosity existed for no real reason other than there was competition for everything (food, TV, money, car usage...). I don't remember yelling at Pam, more snide comments to make the boys laugh as she walked by or random animal noises (like cows), you know, very juvenile stuff.

So, when I have to intervene 4 or 5 times on a 30 minute car ride to "stop her from looking at me" or similar, I get a bit frustrated. I can't wait for the name calling.

This has taken an interesting turn. Last week, while my step sis Pam was watching the kids (all four Ian, Reagan, Zach and Dylan), Ian and Reagan had an argument about digging in the sand. Ian, apparently not happy with his sister and getting reminded that is not how we talk to each other, stormed off (scheming we now know) and came back and squatted next to his sister. "oh good, it worked" my sister was thinking. Then he did it.

He peed in her general vicinity. And then took off.

They say you get apples from apple trees. That's my boy...

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Anonymous said…

We've gotten to the name-calling. I hear Adrian saying "meanie-pants" ten times a day. Of course, if he's going to use an insult, at least it's a fairly inoffensive one (except that he does the pointing and "cranky face" with it, to give it a little more umff).

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