Having siblings is awesome. Growing up with a brother and two sisters, we always managed to have fun, drive each other crazy, drive our parents crazy, and get in plenty of trouble. Now that we’re all grown-up? The hijinx don’t stop–especially when we get together for an extended period of time. Now, I don’t mean we just bust each others balls, crack jokes, pull pranks, or hide mannequin heads in creepy places–although, yes that ALL happens. Every time. What I’m talking about is all the super-cool-awesome-amazing-hilarious things they teach my kids. And by super-cool-awesome-amazing-hilarious, I, of course, mean all the things that I’ll have to un-teach them, or pray they don’t get in trouble for at daycare.
While learning how to whistle a technical foul, and pretty much every other foul or penalty or card in other sports was hilarious–and thoroghly enjoyed by all of us–there were many other things taught to Sophia. Maddie? She’s only one, they have time to get to her. Continue reading