When Maddie (age 4) gets frustrated with her sister Katie (age 2), she often tells her, “Fine, then I won’t be your sister anymore.”
Katie, give me the monkey or I won’t be your sister anymore.
Katie, it’s my turn to pick the TV show or I won’t be your sister anymore.
Katie, I get the blue cup or I won’t be your sister anymore.
Katie, you have to share or I won’t be your sister anymore.
“Maddie,” I finally said the other day, “please stop saying that to Katie. I know you get frustrated and angry with her sometimes, but she will always be your sister. Even when you’re mad and even when she won’t share. She is always your sister, forever and ever.”
It’s so true, isn’t it? We are always sisters. I have two older sisters myself, and they are a constant in my life. Even when we are arguing over who is hosting Christmas or rolling our eyes behind each other’s backs or secretly competing with one another… we are always sisters, forever and ever. I suppose this is the same reason I can still see the sadness in my mom’s eyes, even though her sisters passed away years ago. We are always sisters.
So, I was surprised last night when Maddie started with her familiar refrain on the car ride home after a long day of daycare and ballet practice. “KATIE! STOP! It’s my turn to hold the dolly! MINE! Fine, I won’t be your sister anymore!!”
I took a deep breath, ready to remind Maddie that Katie is always her sister. Katie beat me to it, though.
“I am sister!” Katie yelled. “I sister! You not!”
Someday they will understand and appreciate the simple truth: You will always be a sister.