I remember having a very intense argument with one of my female cousins when I was 6 years old and still living in New York City . (God only knows what we were arguing about) The discussion quickly went from exchanging words to exchanging blows when suddenly, out of nowhere, my younger sister came flying in and began attacking my cousin from behind. She looked like a little wolverine possessing animal keen senses, enhanced physical capabilities, razor sharp claws....and she was only three years old. Out of all the memories I have of my sister, for some reason this event scratches in my memory bank the most. Maybe because at that very moment she placed my safety before her own by risking her own neck or perhaps showing her loyalty by leaping into unfavorable conditions. Whatever the reason, since that day on, I thought sisters ROCKED!!!
However, when we broke the news to my son Austin that he was going to be a big brother his reply was, "that stinks" the first time around and looked very confused the second time around; the news literally knocked him out as he past out and fell asleep for two hours. Conversely, Caitlyn almost when through the roof with excitement at the reality of becoming a big sister. She's become our great helper with diaper changes, feedings, playtime, bringing Jordan into our room sometimes in the middle of the night and was even willing to share her birthday with Jordan this past week since theirs fall so close together. I can only hope that their relationship strengthens over time and that Austin might learn to appreciate them and the very unique bond that sisters have.
What is a sister?
In the words of a famous Australian poet, "Sisters annoy, interfere, criticize. Indulge in monumental sulks, in huffs, in snide remarks. They borrow, break, monopolize the bathroom and are always underfoot. But if catastrophe should strike, sisters are there defending you against all corners"...including clawing somebody's eyes out - even if that somebody happens to be a member of the family.