Thursday, 6 October 2011, Day 317/365.
I had last week off during the school holidays (the day that this photo was taken). I caught up with a friend who only lives half an hour away but because of our various commitments we hadn’t seen each other for nine months – yes nine months.
It was lovely to catch up with her and her three boys. My boy had a great time with them. He also had a great time watching them argue and fight with each other.
Why do older siblings pick on younger ones? It’s an age old thing I guess. I’m the older sibling and I used to pick on my youngest sister (I’m one of three girls). I suppose it gave me a sense of power in my otherwise fairly powerless world.
I hated it as the oldest one that I couldn’t get a way with anything because I SHOULD KNOW BETTER. I always thought my youngest sister was very spoiled and she probably got away with a lot more than I did because I’d paved the way and did the hard yards.
My other sister and I did exclude her from playing with us – our revenge at our perception of how spoiled we thought she was. Every time we used to visit friends of mum and dads, mum always said to us not to pick on the youngest. Yeah right!
What did I get as the oldest? I got a room to myself. That was pretty good. The other two didn’t like sharing with each other and I gloated about it a bit. I had more photos taken of me as a baby. There’s hardly any of my youngest sister. I got to be the only child for two years without anyone else although I was too young to know any better. There were probably other perks but I can’t remember them.
Now that we’re grown up I get along with her very well and don’t pick on her at all but I still think she was spoiled.
Did you experience sibling rivalry? What’s your story?
