Snapshot

I rush to the school to pick her up at 3:30 p.m.  She bounces out of the school and climbs into the car, words rushing out of her before the door even closes.

“I was just talking to my friend.  We have so much in common!  We both like the color purple.  My favorite number is eighty-eight.  Her favorite number is eighty-eight.  I like polka dots.  She likes polka dots!  I have a brother.  She has a brother!   I’m getting a dog in one year . . . she already has a dog!”

Is there anything more delightful than a daughter in the first grade?

(I ask you because you will smile and agree that, yes, she is a delight.  If I ask my sixth-grade son, he will make a throwing up noise and express disgust aimed in his sister’s general direction.  I hope he outgrows this generalized hatred of his sister.)

3 thoughts on “Snapshot

  1. HA!

    Your son and daughter act like ours (3 years apart) did. They loved each other until 2-year old sister started babbling like crazy at 5-year old brother. Then it was love-hate for a few years, then HATE, then tolerance, then like. They actually get along quite well, now that they’re about out of college….

    My brother and I (he’s 2 years younger) were at each other’s throats until I left for college, at which point we grew up – finally – and have been enjoying each other’s company for years.

    On the other hand, the husband of one of my husband’s fellow teachers was fired from his job by his SISTER, who doesn’t like his wife. I can’t imagine.

    You’ll laugh about this some day. In the distant future.

    ‘Lucy’

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