Sometimes you think that you and your sibling are so incredibly different that you couldn't possibly be from the same mother and father. When I was younger, my sister used to tell me that they were aliens and I was adopted (I think she meant abducted). There were times growing up I believed her. How could I possibly be from the same genes they were? But over time it made more sense.
I had my mom's porcelain skin and full, blushed cheeks. Legs that stretch for miles and small features like hands and feet. A smaller build, but curves to make me feel like a woman. My dad's athletic ability (thank God haha) and his way of dealing with emotions. His facial expressions and sense of humor. I'm not sure where I got my daredevilish, push the limits, manipulate you without you knowing ways. My mom's mother's ability to get myself in sticky situations to laugh about later.
Katie got dad's dirty blonde hair (let's hope she doesn't lose her hair like him haha). My mom's compassion and desire to please everyone. My dad's mom's cooking abilities. My dad's strong sense of family tradition. Tanner skin from my dad. Mom's way of making a house feel like a home.
So there we were growing up. Katie was into books and classical music. I remember riding in her car and Aaron Copeland would somehow be playing and I'd roll my eyes and put in MY cd. I was into legos, Star Wars and playing light sabers. Roller hockey? Yes please! Baking cookies with my friends at sleepovers? I'll pass.. In the summer when school was out she wanted to watch A Baby Story or some girly movie on Lifetime. I wanted to watch Cartoons and re-runs from the 90s. I went to basketball tournaments and she went to band competitions. But we supported each other. I was probably more reluctant...because let's be honest...a spin move for an 'and one' is just more exciting than a Drum Major's salute ;)
There were things we did together though. We played kickball and flashlight tag, we'd decorate Christmas cookies together, brainstorm on ideas for presents for mom and dad. Sometimes we'd even do things we weren't supposed to!! ...and then she would run and tell mom and dad haha. On Christmas eve we'd sleep in the same room and watch A Christmas Story OVER AND OVER AND OVER. We'd sneak downstairs to see all the presents that were put out.
But eventually the 4 year gap caught up with us. She was in high school and I was in middle school. We were in two VERY different places and spent a lot of time apart. I was always going somewhere for basketball and she was dating some college boy named Tom. Then she got married. And I went away to college. And something amazing happened. We were both adults!!!
We learned we had much more in common than we thought. Now we could go out and have a glass of wine together. We could watch scary movies and not shit our pants. She had a house I could come over and hang out at. We could drink beer, eat pizza and play games. WITHOUT FIGHTING! Hahaha it was amazing. And still is.
So...there was a time that I really thought "hey...maybe they ARE aliens because look how different I am..." My sister is in the likes of Martha Stewart and Julia Childs. If there was a cooking show based around ramen noodles and stir-fry that'd be me! No matter how different we are, we are in fact from the same family and even sometimes share the same brain.
This was reaffirmed this morning... Love ya, sis!
I had my mom's porcelain skin and full, blushed cheeks. Legs that stretch for miles and small features like hands and feet. A smaller build, but curves to make me feel like a woman. My dad's athletic ability (thank God haha) and his way of dealing with emotions. His facial expressions and sense of humor. I'm not sure where I got my daredevilish, push the limits, manipulate you without you knowing ways. My mom's mother's ability to get myself in sticky situations to laugh about later.
Katie got dad's dirty blonde hair (let's hope she doesn't lose her hair like him haha). My mom's compassion and desire to please everyone. My dad's mom's cooking abilities. My dad's strong sense of family tradition. Tanner skin from my dad. Mom's way of making a house feel like a home.
So there we were growing up. Katie was into books and classical music. I remember riding in her car and Aaron Copeland would somehow be playing and I'd roll my eyes and put in MY cd. I was into legos, Star Wars and playing light sabers. Roller hockey? Yes please! Baking cookies with my friends at sleepovers? I'll pass.. In the summer when school was out she wanted to watch A Baby Story or some girly movie on Lifetime. I wanted to watch Cartoons and re-runs from the 90s. I went to basketball tournaments and she went to band competitions. But we supported each other. I was probably more reluctant...because let's be honest...a spin move for an 'and one' is just more exciting than a Drum Major's salute ;)
There were things we did together though. We played kickball and flashlight tag, we'd decorate Christmas cookies together, brainstorm on ideas for presents for mom and dad. Sometimes we'd even do things we weren't supposed to!! ...and then she would run and tell mom and dad haha. On Christmas eve we'd sleep in the same room and watch A Christmas Story OVER AND OVER AND OVER. We'd sneak downstairs to see all the presents that were put out.
But eventually the 4 year gap caught up with us. She was in high school and I was in middle school. We were in two VERY different places and spent a lot of time apart. I was always going somewhere for basketball and she was dating some college boy named Tom. Then she got married. And I went away to college. And something amazing happened. We were both adults!!!
We learned we had much more in common than we thought. Now we could go out and have a glass of wine together. We could watch scary movies and not shit our pants. She had a house I could come over and hang out at. We could drink beer, eat pizza and play games. WITHOUT FIGHTING! Hahaha it was amazing. And still is.
So...there was a time that I really thought "hey...maybe they ARE aliens because look how different I am..." My sister is in the likes of Martha Stewart and Julia Childs. If there was a cooking show based around ramen noodles and stir-fry that'd be me! No matter how different we are, we are in fact from the same family and even sometimes share the same brain.
This was reaffirmed this morning... Love ya, sis!
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