Skip to main content

Friday Family History: I Know My Sister is Nicer Now

Last week, I confessed to a not-so-nice game of Hide and Seek.  Instead of relating redemptive tales now, to show how much I have matured, I've decided to tattle on my sister.  Nyah-nyah.
My dad dubbed my little sister, "MotorMouth," because she talked all the time, (or at the very least, more often than her shy, quiet older sister.)  She used her mouth for more than just talking, though.  During her toddler years, she had a wee bit of a problem with biting.

My sister's toddler bite was probably only slightly more terrifying than Drexel's.

Probably after hearing me complain one-too-many times about being on the receiving end of my sister's choppers, my dad taught me the Old Testament version of the Golden Rule.  He told me that the next time my sister bit me, I should bite her back.  I could not believe what I was hearing!

Armed with that edict, I anticipated my sister's next attack with calm assurance.  I knew exactly how to handle the situation, and handle it I did.  We were playing in our bedroom when her teeth made contact with my arm, and I quickly retaliated.  She ran, surprised and hurt, to our parents.  I dove under the bed, not sure that Mom and Dad would remember that I actually had permission to bite.  I stayed there until dinnertime, probably 15-20 minutes, but it felt like forever.  

I never did get in trouble for biting my baby sister, and she never bit me again. 

How did you learn to get along with your siblings?

Thanks for my smart, quick-learning, and forgiving sister.  (Don't worry, brother, your turn is coming!  I'm thankful for you, too.)


Photobucket
Sew Darn Crafty Party, Find a Friend Friday, Farmgirl Friday Blog Hop, Show Your Stuff, The Wildly Original Link Party, Wow Us Wednesdays, Down Home Blog Hop, Tuesday Archive Link Up, Linky Tuesday at Freemotion by the River, Grandparents Say It Saturday

Pin It

Comments

  1. Same rules in our house growing up! He bites (my brother), I bite back. LOL

    ReplyDelete
  2. Ha! Your house was always full of excitement, wasn't it?

    ReplyDelete
  3. Oh, we were taught the very same thing, it only happened once that's all it took one time ...xoxo marissa

    ReplyDelete
  4. You know I don't remember anyone biting at my house. Surely I'm just forgetful? blessings, marlene

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Conversations are so much nicer when more than one person does the talking. :-) Please leave a comment and let me know your thoughts; I'd love to hear from you!

Popular posts from this blog

It's #RootsTech Giveaway Time!

In February of 2018, not knowing exactly what to expect, I attended RootsTech for the first time. What I learned is that RootsTech has something for everyone, from the most beginner of beginners to professional DNA genealogists. If you are interested in your own family story, come to RootsTech! RootsTech offers over 300 classes, amazing keynote speakers, an Expo Hall packed with all sorts of vendors, and evening cultural events. 

After an enjoyable experience in 2018, I returned in 2019, and even got my husband, John, to come one of the days to hear Saroo Brierley give a keynote address. 

Speaking of keynote addresses, this week RootsTech just announced that one of the speakers for 2020 will be David Hume Kennerly, a Pulitzer Prize winning photographer. I can't wait to hear his story!

RootsTech 2020 will celebrate its 10th anniversary, and is bound to be the best one yet! I have been delighted to be accepted as an official RootsTech ambassador. One of the perks is that I received a c…

Never Give Up Hope

Twenty-three years ago, a beautiful little girl was born. From the get-go, she was sweet, sensitive, and rather shy. She has grown into a young woman of whom I am so proud. She has worked hard to overcome challenges, and recently told me she is trying to face her fears, and asked me if I would write her story and share it here on the blog, in hopes she can inspire others through their own struggles. Although I offered to publish an auto-biographical piece for her, she wanted me to write her story from my perspective. At her request, and with her approval of this post, I share the following:
The phone rang, and the social worker on the other end informed me that a baby girl had been born 10 weeks early and drug-exposed. She wasn't ready to be released from the medical facility where she was currently staying, but would we be interested in being her foster-to-adopt parents? Of course! When John and I filled out our paperwork, we indicated that we were comfortable with a premature bab…

Ten Things of Thankful: So Long, October!

Although the number of good moments in October outnumbered the sad, I'm still thankful it is now November!

November brings:
1. a time change. I'm thankful that mornings will be lighter earlier.
2. John's birthday. I'm thankful for him, and love thinking of ways to make his day special.
3. Drexel's birthday. He will be 7 years old this month. Time passes so quickly! I'm thankful for him; he's a good dog. 
4. Thanksgiving. I'm thankful we have a designated day to remember to be thankful.
5. Oldest granddaughter's birthday. She will also be 7 this month. Time passes so quickly! I'm thankful for her; she's a sweet girl.

Other things I'm thankful for this week:
6. Books. I read Educated  and started It's All Relative. Educated is thought-provoking on many levels. I'm looking forward to finishing It's All Relative; I started it in the Baker City Public Library while waiting for our van to be repaired. My copy from Amazon should arrive late…