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The good, bad and ugly of an older sibling

When I originally thought of doing this post, my thought was that I would have 3 neat little columns with..well, 3 different things.  Then I started writing and everything has 3 sides to it, at least!

Considering this from Liam's perspective:
  • I have a brother who shows me so many things (how to brush my teeth, high-block, kicks, climbing and jumping)
  • I am doing many things earlier than my big brother (playing with Legos, watching TV, wanting to be naked, eating junk)
  • I am more independent (feeding myself, putting on my clothes while Mama and Lucas are waiting to get to school, taking off my diaper because I feel like)
  • I am a daredevil, trying to do what my big brother does (lots of climbing, even on the outside of the steps. I am the one Mama will find hanging on the chandileer.
  • My brother teaches me so many words! I can tell Mama "No way Jose!"  ...nice
You get the idea. I was trying to think if there was one thing that was only good or only bad..but I had a hard time finding one.

Again thinking about it from Liam's perspective, even though he is big son's minion, doing Lucas' bidding, he really seems to enjoy being around us, all of us.  Big brother included.
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G said…
Sweet post... made me laugh!
24 November 2009 at 12:26
Austin Trini said…
It is sweet, and like you frequently ponder: "What is the impact on Liam by having an older sibling?"
28 November 2009 at 07:05
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