...in a pod?
Well, brother and sister anyway.
It has been a strange spectator sport for me, watching a relationship develop between siblings...because I never had any. We only children are supposed to be a bit peculiar (or so my sweet H says), because we are used to being on our own, playing on our own, spending hours without speaking, being self sufficient. Whereas I think that all of you, with your sibling rivalry, social skills and interdependency, are rather odd and difficult to understand.
Why does my sweet H love talking so much? Sometimes he follows me from room to room, unwilling to stop the flow. Is it some hangover from sibling competition when he couldnt get a word in? He is one of six children, and the second youngest, so I somehow imagine them all in a little nest tweeting loudly to be heard.
You need siblings to learn vital life skills like how to avoid washing up. My technique is unpolished and involves disappearing upstairs to my computer. But the dishes are patient and they will wait for me. I don't mind, at least I don't have to cook...I can, but there is usually something I would prefer to be doing...on my own.
But most importantly, I think that siblings teach you to argue properly and to stand up for yourself in the Machiavellian plotting that underpins everyday family life. Now, my sweet H tells me that I am only too good at standing up for myself, but I think that must be part of the arguing technique he learnt in his nest...
What do you think? Are you a sibling?
12 hours ago