5 Things All Older Sisters Should Know About Their Little Brothers

5 Things All Older Sisters Should Know About Their Little Brothers


Sibling relationships are complicated. The same person that laughs at you when you trip and hurt yourself also hugs you when you need it most. But there's something a little different about having a little brother, and although it's hard to describe (as all sibling relationships are), you'll know if you have one. Maybe you'll even learn a little about him too; I know I did.

1. You're the role model.

Did you know that older siblings tend to have higher blood pressure? The worst part about having a little brother is that he is so annoying sometimes. And when I try to tell my parents, all they do is say, "It's just because he loves you". For a long time I thought that wasn't a valid excuse, but over the years I've come to see what "he loves you" actually means. Being an older sibling in general means that you go through everything first; first day of every school, SATs, college applications, etc. I would know much about firsts, because I'm also the first grandchild. So basically, the younger siblings and cousins look at what I've been through, use the knowledge that I've learned, and apply it to their own lives. I've only been in college for a few months, and I've already dished out plenty of expert advice on the college process, because I've been through it. Sometimes it's a lot of pressure, having to set a good example for my little brother, because every mistake I make, he subconsciously takes into account. But then I realize, I've never had to live up to the expectations of my older sibling and actually have to make an effort to be my own person. Of course, I know plenty about expectations and effort, but sometimes having a guidebook makes it harder to figure things out for yourself. So when my parents say he's interrupting my homework because "he loves me", he's not just trying to piss me off for the heck of it, he's really just looking for a type of guidance that I never had. Lucky.

2. You share a bond stronger than sharing clothes.

For brother/sister relationships, sharing clothes is a one way street most of the time (I took a couple T-shirts to college with me), but sharing moments is about as mutual as it gets. When it comes to siblings, I experience emotions with a twist. When I'm really angry at my brother, it's a type of anger that I know is short-lived, even though in the moment I don't want it to be. When we make fun of each other, we both know the limit that separates kidding and seriousness. When I'm sad, he either knows how to make me feel better or worse, and I usually end up laughing in the end.

3. You get another perspective, take advantage of it.

We might look alike, but we are completely different. But being different is good, because then you both have separate interests, and nobody competes to see who is better (okay, maybe sometimes). A little brother can also understand and interpret different situations very differently, which not only allows you to observe how he thinks, but how his thinking differs from yours. And that's always a good skill to have.

4. Seek your little brother's approval isn't a bad thing.

Believe it or not, I've found myself trying to impress my little brother on the occasion. I want to seem cool enough that he can hang out with me and be one of my best friends, and because he's that way in to how a guy thinks (I think some of us could use a little of that). I want him to think that he can tell me his secrets so that I can tell him mine. There are a lot of things I want him to think about me. And one of them is not that I don't care what he thinks.

5. They understand you better than you think they do. And vice versa.

It probably has to do with the fact that you have the same blood. Somehow, no matter what you've been through, siblings always know, because they would probably react in a similar way. I admire characteristics in my little brother that I don't have as much of, like his patience, and the fact that he is there to even out my stubbornness has really helped me in the past. We know how to help each other out, and we always will, just because we know we'd do the same thing for the other.

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8 Reasons Why My Dad Is the Most Important Man In My Life

Forever my number one guy.

Growing up, there's been one consistent man I can always count on, my father. In any aspect of my life, my dad has always been there, showing me unconditional love and respect every day. No matter what, I know that my dad will always be the most important man in my life for many reasons.

1. He has always been there.

Literally. From the day I was born until today, I have never not been able to count on my dad to be there for me, uplift me and be the best dad he can be.

2. He learned to adapt and suffer through girly trends to make me happy.

I'm sure when my dad was younger and pictured his future, he didn't think about the Barbie pretend pageants, dressing up as a princess, perfecting my pigtails and enduring other countless girly events. My dad never turned me down when I wanted to play a game, no matter what and was always willing to help me pick out cute outfits and do my hair before preschool.

3. He sends the cutest texts.

Random text messages since I have gotten my own cell phone have always come my way from my dad. Those randoms "I love you so much" and "I am so proud of you" never fail to make me smile, and I can always count on my dad for an adorable text message when I'm feeling down.

4. He taught me how to be brave.

When I needed to learn how to swim, he threw me in the pool. When I needed to learn how to ride a bike, he went alongside me and made sure I didn't fall too badly. When I needed to learn how to drive, he was there next to me, making sure I didn't crash.

5. He encourages me to best the best I can be.

My dad sees the best in me, no matter how much I fail. He's always there to support me and turn my failures into successes. He can sit on the phone with me for hours, talking future career stuff and listening to me lay out my future plans and goals. He wants the absolute best for me, and no is never an option, he is always willing to do whatever it takes to get me where I need to be.

6. He gets sentimental way too often, but it's cute.

Whether you're sitting down at the kitchen table, reminiscing about your childhood, or that one song comes on that your dad insists you will dance to together on your wedding day, your dad's emotions often come out in the cutest possible way, forever reminding you how loved you are.

7. He supports you, emotionally and financially.

Need to vent about a guy in your life that isn't treating you well? My dad is there. Need some extra cash to help fund spring break? He's there for that, too.

8. He shows me how I should be treated.

Yes, my dad treats me like a princess, and I don't expect every guy I meet to wait on me hand and foot, but I do expect respect, and that's exactly what my dad showed I deserve. From the way he loves, admires, and respects me, he shows me that there are guys out there who will one day come along and treat me like that. My dad always advises me to not put up with less than I deserve and assures me that the right guy will come along one day.

For these reasons and more, my dad will forever be my No. 1 man. I love you!

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When You Are The Youngest Of 6 Kids

Having five older siblings is the greatest blessing I could have ever asked for. I get best friends for life.


I am probably one of the luckiest people on the planet because I have so many brothers and sisters. I have three brothers and two sisters. I'm the youngest of the six, so I have had a pretty interesting experience growing up with a big family.

My oldest brother is ten years older than me. All of my siblings were born in the 90s and I wasn't, but I wanted to fit in with them. I had to make sure I watched the same TV shows and movies that they did so I could relate to them. I tried to play the same games that they played, such as SEGA and Nintendo. I was not very good at any of them, but I was just happy to be with my siblings.

Going to school was always interesting because I always had a teacher that one or more of my siblings already had. Every year in school from 1st grade to 12th grade, I always heard, "Oh, I had a few of your siblings." Then, for the rest of the year, my teachers would slip up every once in a while and call me one of my sisters' names. I understood, though, because all of us look alike, so I would just go along with it and act like that was my name.

With my sisters, the three of us look like triplets, even though we are years apart. I get called Jess or Jen a lot by my parents. By process of elimination, they eventually figure out my name. I'm used to it as I respond to anyone who calls me by one of my sister's names.

Being the youngest, I get to see all my brothers and sisters accomplish many things. I watch what they do and learn from it. The problem for me has always been that all of my siblings are brilliant. I have always had to live up to the standards that my siblings set. It hasn't always been easy.

It can be frustrating because anyone that knows my brothers and sisters will automatically compare me to them in terms of intelligence. For example, I took AP Statistics in high school. I knew my teacher had a few of my siblings who were very bright and did well in that class. My teacher probably thought I was an idiot because I struggled in that class.

I have to try and prove to people that I am my own person and that I am just related to really smart people.

I never needed to worry about friends at school because, at the end of the day, I always had my five best friends at home. When we were all younger, we had our own sleepovers and parties, and we played games all the time.

Whenever I needed help with homework, I had my own free tutors at home who were willing to help me understand algebra and biology. Even in college, I still go to them when I need help with an assignment.

They took care of me when I was younger whenever my parents were working. I had my other five parents who were ready to take care of me. They still take care of me today.

Now that I am an adult, I have had to start doing things for myself. It's kind of weird.

I always had everyone else do everything for me or with me. If I needed to go somewhere, they were my chauffeurs. If we went out to eat somewhere, they paid, but now I can drive myself around and pay for things with my own money.

At the end of the day, I have five best friends for life. For me, that is all I need.

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