Hey big sister,
I know we really don’t get the chance to talk, with me being all “BA BA BA” and you being all “MOM I’M BORED!” but I really wanted to take this chance and tell you what it’s like to be your little sister. First of all, I’ve noticed over the past few days that you don’t come straight for me as soon as you walk in the door from school. This is unacceptable. I spend the whole day watching for you and since I can’t come to you? You have to come to me. I know mom says “WASH YOUR HANDS BEFORE TOUCHING THE BABY!” which is fine, truth be told I can smell the bus on you and the bus doesn’t smell good. But still, I need a little nod from you first thing, sometimes I think you’re the only one that gets me.
Did you know that mom is completely different when you’re not around? She uses funny voices, she tells me crazy stories about her past and sometimes she even watches MTV. She says she can’t watch all this stuff or talk about this stuff when you’re around because you ask too many questions and she doesn’t want to encourage you. I may only be a baby, but you should probably listen to her when she says don’t do stuff, she seems to know her stuff and after hearing about some of what she went through? We’d be better off never becoming interested in boys until we’re graduated from college.
You know what else I like about you? You’re closer to the ground and far more entertaining to watch than most other people. I hope one day I can dance like you…especially the twirling. And sorry about pulling your hair so much, sure mom says it’s because it’s always in my face so you deserve it, but the truth is I hope I can have hair just like yours one day. It’s super fun to watch when you flip it around all crazy like.
I look forward to seeing you this afternoon, please remember to say hi to me first and then beg for a snack. I hate to be demanding, but I’m a baby, it’s in my nature. You really are the best big sister ever, thanks for taking such good care of me.
P.S. That pink sequined belt you have? Can I have that when you grow out of it please?
Smiling is contagious– 10 Things My Baby Taught Me!