Tuesday, July 28, 2009

My sisters are going to kill me for this one.

Going on 23 years ago, I made my debut into their lives. It's funny, how our personalities are prevalent so early on in our lives. I was a screamer. Unhappy. I wanted to be one of the "big girls" from the second I came out of the womb. My sister's tolerated me as best as an 8 year old and a 4 year old could.






But time marches on...I grew out of it...sorta. I still scream when I'm angry, but anywho, we spent a bit of time doing this

Primping was our forte...My middle sister, Brittainy (the one on the far right) taught me how to apply my make-up, she helped me choose my clothes, taught me about style and gave me my first maxi-pads when I was 13 and too embarrassed to ask my mom (I'm sorry if my mention of maxi-pads embarrassed you, momma, "just keepin' it real")

But with three girls, there must have been cat fights, right? Oh, there were cat fights alright. There was drama. There were tears...oh buddy, was there ever drama. (and still is)

But more than any of that, there was laughter. Lots and lots of laughter. I am the goofy one. Can you tell? I often suckered my sisters into participating in all kinds of antics with me. They enjoyed it, I don't care what they say.




They were usually pretty good natured. But most of the time, I was the loud, obnoxious, bird-legged shrimp following them around, clamoring for their attention, poking my nose into their bedrooms and generally just annoying the dookie out of 'em.

I was in a constant state of melancholy when they both left for college. That's the bad thing about being the baby, you're always the last to go. And I was VERY impatient to "go"

We go through pretty much everything together, and at least one of us will be there for the other one.

Pregnancies.


Bootcamp.


New experiences...and things we don't care to ever do again.




Hasty courthouse marriages. (notice Tyler and I are the only ones that look genuinely happy?)




And even though we may disagree (which we do quite often) and we fight, and we hurt each other, and we say things we don't mean, and one of us isn't speaking to the other...one thing still remains, and it always will whether we like it (or choose to accept it) or not....



We're sisters, and aint nothin' none of us can do 'bout it.

:)

14 comments:

mommaof4wife2r said...

i loved this post, so who cares what those stinky sisters think! i dream of the days that my 4 girlie pies will love to do thing together...ahhh, the dream of no screams and "mom, she..."

great post.

Princess Of Pink said...

I am the youngest of 3 too. Had 2 older brothers. One passed away over 2 years ago and I still miss him terribly. He was 12 yrs older and my other bro is 5 yrs older. I was, still am and always will be the little sister. :)
♥♥

The French Bear said...

I had five sisters growing up, I was the youngest too!!
I know how hard I was on them, always being the follower and wanting attention from them!!!
At least now they don't mind! You look pretty happy together with your sisters, beautiful!!!
Hugs,
Margaret B

Lovie said...

you're right they will probably kill you....

Jill said...

I loved this post. The last line says it all! Loved all the pics.. lol.. not so sure your sis will.

The Blonde Duck said...

That's so sweet. I'm not that close to my sister. I'd like to be, but she and my mom are so close I feel cut out.

Jessica said...

Absolutely Precious!

Lisa Anne said...

I'm teh youngest of 4. This is great I LOVE the costume pictures. PRICELESS.

HEY WHAT IS HUMP DAY? I've read that before?

MaryCatherine said...

lol Lisa Anne...Hump Day is Wednesday, it's called hump day because it is the middle of the week...so it's like getting over the hump...hee-hee!!!

G. B. Miller said...

Great post, but it's probably good that you are so far away from said sisters. =)

You know you really need to do a "cousins" post. Matt won't care, 'cause he won't ever see it. LOL He's too busy being macho geek man...that's a web designer who skate boards and takes part in paint ball tournaments. And that's my own definition, by the way.

The Rambler said...

Came by way of Tutu's bliss :) Another fellow Oahuan! Wanted to stop by and say hello.

I have two sisters. I'm the oldest and miss them a ton. The baby moved to Lake Tahoe and the other to Pennsylvania.

Sigh.

Love the blog :)

Dreamgirl said...

You lucky girl!
Wish I had sisters too...
Just stopping by from SITS wishing you a very Happy Wednesday!

P.S. I'm giving away a subscription to House Beautiful on my blog www.sweeterliving.blogspot.com

Shine said...

Hehehe....LOVEED seeing all the sweet pictures! And you will never find ANYONE on earth as precious as your sisters!

Lisa Petrarca said...

What a sweet post! It's fun looking back on all the drama, excitement, arguments and fun...that's what girls are all about.LOL!

Thanks for stopping by today, I made my decision...I'M GOING!