Watching C.T. grow up, I have to tell you that I admire you firsties more and more. I've never really thought much about what it is like to be the oldest child in a family. I've never considered how it would be to always have to do things that you have never seen any other sibling in your family do.
C.T. started kindergarten last week. He absolutely loves it. Still, there was some trepidation leading up to it and riding the bus for the first time was not all smooth sailing (He cried for about 30 seconds, until the doors closed, and then the driver said he was perfectly fine). He has adjusted beautifully and is like a fish in water. Lily cannot wait to join him next year. And I think how lucky she is to be able to start her school years with her brother by her side. She will always have that, and C.T. never will. He will always have to do things first, and alone. I have gained a new appreciation for that role in a family. I have a new respect for all first-borns.
So thanks to my brother for forging the way in our family and taking on so many new experiences. Your example made me think I could do absolutely anything I wanted to - take on any adventure, because you did. And thanks to my sweet C.T. Pumpkin, who is doing the same for his sisters.
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I never thought about it like that either. I always looked my older brother as the one who always got his way because he was bigger and older, the one who could boss me around and the one who would smack me whenever he felt like it! Nice memories, huh?
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