13 Things You Learn When You Have A Younger Sister

13 Things You Learn When You Have A Younger Sister

You now know the entire script of 'Frozen.'

We all know that siblings are a blessing and a curse. Some are blessed with just a few siblings that get along perfectly and some are cursed with nothing but rambunctious older brothers. I was definitely blessed to have an array of siblings, one of them being 15 years younger than I. It was definitely a shock, but it is more common than some may think. Life is never boring with a little one running around the house creating noise and trouble wherever they roam. And picking up after them is just as much fun as taking care of them. The age difference may be big, but the love I have for my little sister is even bigger. Here are a few tell-tale signs that you also have a sibling way younger than you and the things you learn from it.

1. You forever will have a playdate buddy.

It never fails you always have someone to play with and release your inner child. It's one of the many great things about having a younger sibling.

2. You get to practice for the future.

Despite what you may think, being an older sibling can be hard. You are basically the "built-in-babysitter," my mom likes to call it. You get a lot of practice where kids are concerned in this situation. When the age difference is a pretty big gap, it can help prepare you for the future when and if you have your own kids.

3. It also helps decide whether or not you think you want kids later in life.

Yeah... it can also determine if you'd be a good parent or, you know if you want to have several screaming and pooping children running around all of the time. But, of course, they can be darling angels too.

4. You learn how much patience you actually have.

As you may already know, kids can be a handful, especially once they reach their toddler years. You will soon figure out how much patience you do have when that time comes. Eventually, you'll probably just stop caring if there is marker painted on every piece of furniture in the house. It happens.

5. You get to act like a kid again and not many people think much of it.

Oh yeah. Here comes the fun part. This is not limited at home. You can go anywhere and play around and have fun. You can spend your time at the park and it not be weird because you have a child with you. Or you can still go by yourself, no judgment.

6. You watch the same movies/shows over and over.... and over again.


7. People always think that you are the parent of your younger sibling.

Boy, if this ain't the truth. I can't tell you how many times I've been thought to be the mother of my little sister. It's awkward especially if your mom is standing right next to you (sorry mom). But after a while, you just get used to it and actually agree with the people that assume that your sibling is actually your kid. It's just easier.

8. You have the chance to teach things that you wish you knew when you were younger.

On a more serious note, you have the opportunity to teach your sibling all the things you wish you had known growing up. Growing up can be tough and mentally exhausting, especially at certain times (middle school phase- we looking at you), but now is the chance to help them through it and make things right. They don't have to suffer like we did.

9. You create a bond like no other.

As you watch them grow, they become your best friend. Everything you do they will look up to you. And the memories you create with them are ones to last a lifetime and hopefully none they will forget.

10. You gain a friend and a responsibility to be their role-model.

THIS is your chance to leave a good impact on someone. It can be very tough and you may have a lot of pressure on your shoulders, but you'll start to think that if they look up to anyone now or later on in life, you want it to be you. And another thing you'll learn is that as they grow, they become your best friend.

11. You always have an excuse to NOT go out.

Hey, we've all done it before, no shame. BUT, here is a legitimate reason not to go out and hang with your friends when you'd rather be at home. Works every time.

12. No really, sometimes you can't go out.

Except those days when you actually do want to go out and you can't because you really are babysitting that night. Fun.

13. Everyone is so shocked to hear that your sibling is so much younger than you.

Yeah, I hear this one a lot too. People don't realize that a lot of families have kids that are pretty spaced out. I know of several families that do. So you can stop looking at me like we are some Puritan family that has 8 million kids, Sharon.

The greatest thing of all about having younger siblings is the memories you make with them and the influence you give them in life. I will forever be grateful for the opportunity that I have had to grow as an older sister. Kids can teach you amazing things, and you can also teach yourself great things taking care of them. You will create a bond and be their first best friend in life, and that is all one can ask for as an older sibling.

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College As Told By Junie B. Jones

A tribute to the beloved author Barbara Parks.

The Junie B. Jones series was a big part of my childhood. They were the first chapter books I ever read. On car trips, my mother would entertain my sister and me by purchasing a new Junie B. Jones book and reading it to us. My favorite part about the books then, and still, are how funny they are. Junie B. takes things very literally, and her (mis)adventures are hilarious. A lot of children's authors tend to write for children and parents in their books to keep the attention of both parties. Barbara Park, the author of the Junie B. Jones series, did just that. This is why many things Junie B. said in Kindergarten could be applied to her experiences in college, as shown here.

When Junie B. introduces herself hundreds of times during orientation week:

“My name is Junie B. Jones. The B stands for Beatrice. Except I don't like Beatrice. I just like B and that's all." (Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus, p. 1)

When she goes to her first college career fair:

"Yeah, only guess what? I never even heard of that dumb word careers before. And so I won't know what the heck we're talking about." (Junie B. Jones and her Big Fat Mouth, p. 2)

When she thinks people in class are gossiping about her:

“They whispered to each other for a real long time. Also, they kept looking at me. And they wouldn't even stop." (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 66)

When someone asks her about the library:

“It's where the books are. And guess what? Books are my very favorite things in the whole world!" (Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus, p. 27)

When she doesn't know what she's eating at the caf:

“I peeked inside the bread. I stared and stared for a real long time. 'Cause I didn't actually recognize the meat, that's why. Finally, I ate it anyway. It was tasty...whatever it was." (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 66)

When she gets bored during class:

“I drew a sausage patty on my arm. Only that wasn't even an assignment." (Junie B. Jones Loves Handsome Warren, p. 18)

When she considers dropping out:

“Maybe someday I will just be the Boss of Cookies instead!" (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 76)

When her friends invite her to the lake for Labor Day:

“GOOD NEWS! I CAN COME TO THE LAKE WITH YOU, I BELIEVE!" (Junie B. Jones Smells Something Fishy, p. 17)

When her professor never enters grades on time:

“I rolled my eyes way up to the sky." (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 38)

When her friends won't stop poking her on Facebook:

“Do not poke me one more time, and I mean it." (Junie B. Jones Smells Something Fishy, p. 7)

When she finds out she got a bad test grade:

“Then my eyes got a little bit wet. I wasn't crying, though." (Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus, p. 17)

When she isn't allowed to have a pet on campus but really wants one:


When she has to walk across campus in the dark:

“There's no such thing as monsters. There's no such thing as monsters." (Junie B. Jones Has a Monster Under Her Bed, p. 12)

When her boyfriend breaks her heart:

“I am a bachelorette. A bachelorette is when your boyfriend named Ricardo dumps you at recess. Only I wasn't actually expecting that terrible trouble." (Junie B. Jones Is (almost) a Flower Girl, p. 1)

When she paints her first canvas:

"And painting is the funnest thing I love!" (Junie B. Jones and her Big Fat Mouth, p. 61)

When her sorority takes stacked pictures:

“The biggie kids stand in the back. And the shortie kids stand in the front. I am a shortie kid. Only that is nothing to be ashamed of." (Junie B. Jones Has a Monster Under Her Bed, p. 7)

When she's had enough of the caf's food:

“Want to bake a lemon pie? A lemon pie would be fun, don't you think?" (Junie B. Jones Has a Monster Under Her Bed p. 34)

When she forgets about an exam:

“Speechless is when your mouth can't speech." (Junie B. Jones Loves Handsome Warren, p. 54)

When she finds out she has enough credits to graduate:

“A DIPLOMA! A DIPLOMA! I WILL LOVE A DIPLOMA!" (Junie B. Jones is a Graduation Girl p. 6)

When she gets home from college:

"IT'S ME! IT'S JUNIE B. JONES! I'M HOME FROM MY SCHOOL!" (Junie B. Jones and some Sneaky Peaky Spying p. 20)

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To The Older Sibling I Never Had, I Wish You Were Here To Guide Me

I know you don't exist, and I know you never will, but sometimes I catch myself imagining a life with you in it.


Even though years have passed since this horrific day, it still haunts my memory. Starting high school is a terrifying feeling and an insane transition when you don't have anyone to guide you through it. It was a mere 15-step walk to the door, and once I was inside my parents promised me there would be somebody there to help me find my classes, so why did I feel like I was being thrown straight into the gates of hell? I counted down the minutes until we pulled into the school parking lot and dreaded the sound of the car door opening and the anticipated start to the "best four years of my life."

As we were pulling up, I saw a girl who went to the same middle school as I following her older brother, who was a senior through the front doors as if it had been rehearsed at home. At this moment, I would have given my right foot to walk in her shoes right behind an older brother just this once. Eventually, with no place to hide, I just walked inside.

Unfortunately, this would not be the last of my longing for guidance from the older sibling I've never had.

I get it, I got a B in math. I get it, if I would have spent last Friday night studying instead of out with my friends it is possible that I could have gotten an A. But, what my parents seemed to not get was that life actually does go on even if you get a B on a report card. Time doesn't stop, your dreams don't diminish, and you are still viewed as a fairly competent person.

Luckily for my younger sisters, it seems my parents eventually did get it at the cost of my phone being taken away for three months and my social life ceasing to exist for the rest of that school year. As I spent every Friday night at home studying I longed, for just this once, to have an older sibling who was willing to take this hit for me.

Why did nobody tell me that it's actually more fun to go to school dances with friends than the boy you barely know who is just desperate for some conversation with the opposite sex?

I always wondered why that girl I went to middle school with never took a date to any of our formals or homecomings. Eventually, four homecomings and two proms later, I realized that this was because stumbling through the awkward introductions to family, tolerating the completely posed and overdone photos that would never actually be posted anywhere because you didn't talk outside of this forced interaction, and small talk over fruit punch and loud music was never actually necessary. Of course, I passed this message to my younger sisters and saved them the struggle of finding out for themselves.

Don't even get me started on being the first sibling to have to navigate applying to colleges.

I really could have used you then. I'm convinced there is nothing more difficult than trying to fill out a FAFSA or Common Application with absolutely no guidance or experience. Is my application essay long enough? Should I apply for early or regular admission? What if I don't get accepted anywhere? As selfish as it sounds, I would have given my other foot not to have to find these things out for myself.

I'd trade a lifetime worth of shotgun privileges to have you in my life to help me figure this stuff out.

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