The following picture is somewhat of a joke at our house.
|I can't remember if I'm the Good Sister or the Evil One...|
When Sydney was born, Peyton was such a good big sister. She wanted to hold, feed, carry and love the baby. All. The. Time. As Syd grew, she became a bit of a stinker. She wasn't always very nice to her big sister. They still spent a lot of time together, and got along really well, most of the time. However, when they weren't getting along, it was usually because of Syd.
|Sisters are the perfect best friend. (They come by the eye roll naturally.)|
I can only think of a handful of times that they have actually been really mad at each other. They've never been the type to fight physically with each other. I've heard stories of other sisters who couldn't be in the same room without coming to blows. There may have been times that I don't know about them fighting, but I doubt there are many. I generally hear the dirty details in these cases.
I've always told the girls that they need to be nice to each other because they will be best friends some day. Which usually is answered with a groan and an eye roll or head shake. But, truthfully, they already are best friends. I hope they will always be the type of sisters that want to call each other with news, good or bad, before they tell anyone else. That they will be proud of each others success. That they will be honest with each other, even when it hurts. That they will protect and stick up for their sister, even if she was wrong. And then, tell her flat out that she was, in fact, wrong.
They have already decided each will be the maid/matron of honor at each others weddings, and they talk about who's going to be the coolest aunt to the others kids. I have a feeling it will be the two of them that it hits the hardest when Peyton leaves for college. But for now, I hope they can enjoy having each other when mom or dad just won't do. I imagine there are probably things you can only tell your sister.