A Little Q and A

For the past few nights, my sister has come into my room right when I'm about to go to bed. She flings herself on my bed, takes up all of the room, and then drinks my water from the cup that sits on my nightstand. As I'm typing this, she found a letter on my floor, pulled it out of the envelope, and started reading it. I stared at her and said, "Um, yeah, what are you doing? You don't just read people's mail."

So tonight I decided to write an entry interviewing her. This is dedicated to little sisters everywhere.

Q and A with Caylie:

Me: What do you like about being the little sister?
Cay: I guess you could say I get attention. And for some weird reason, I like how Brandon (older brother) manipulates me, because I'm smaller than him.

Me: What do you dislike?
Cay: You get blamed for everything, and you're the only one at home, so you have to do everyone else's chores, because everyone else is working and they have a car.

Me: What is one of your best memories with your older brother or sister?
Cay: When me and Brandon were walking through the woods and he started making this nasty bird call, and I got it on tape, and it was hilarious. Also, when I'm in your room rolling on the floor laughing uncontrollably for no reason while you're trying to go to bed.

Me: What is some advice you would give to older brothers and sisters concerning how they relate to their younger siblings?
Cay: We look up to you more than you think we do. We're bothering you because we want your approval. Maybe our actions are obnoxious or annoying, but it's really because we want to be around you and be like you (depending on the age difference, of course.) So, have patience with us and realize that we watch everything you do.

Me: If you had a little sister 7 years younger than you, how would your view of older sisters change, if at all?
Cay: Well, I wouldn't want to be you, because I'm obviously obnoxious. I would have to give her attention, while I'm actually the one needing attention from you. So, no.

Me: No, what?
Cay: Just no. Eww. That's disgusting. That's never happening. I'm not even going to hypothetically picture that happening. No.

Me: What's your earliest memory of your brother/sister?
Cay: I just remember in Virginia, when I would follow you and Brandon and the neighbor kids around, playing on the trampoline and rope swing. Also, sledding down the front yard.

Me: You just got water on my bed. And I'm going to bed now.