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My sister and I have a good relationship now, it wasn’t always so. Growing up we had the pleasure of sleeping in the same bed. I hated it.

I had four older brothers that seemed to be monitoring my every move. It most likely wasn’t true, I was usually ignored for just being a girl, but to me I felt like there was a lot of pressure. Then when my younger sister, much more active (in a whirling dervish/Tasmanian devil kind of way) personality came into the picture, my world changed completely. I had power like I had never had before, and I tried to wield my new status as much as possible.

I’m sure I made my sister do all the crappy jobs I didn’t want to do. Ignored her when she didn’t suit my fancy or if I had a neighbor to visit. I left her behind when she wanted to tag along or play a game. And I seem to recall sending her for a ride in the manure bucket out of the barn, across the expanse of pasture where she was dumped unceremoniously onto the growing poop pile (my memory is hazy here, the initiation into kid-hood may have been instigated by one of the brothers, but I enjoyed the heck out of the outcome).

I have to hand big kudos to my sis, my poor judgements and intended snubs from me all the time we were growing up did not dissuade her ability to love unconditionally and continues to this day with a great sisterly bond.

With that bond we chat quite a bit about nothing and about everything. Not always talking, there is a lot of texting back and forth. Much of it would not make sense to an outsider, sometimes only a word, phrase or picture. Add voice to text option when sending snippets back and forth can lead to the oddest conversations.

Out of the blue, before any other messages of the day, this random note came across the text app the other day from her:

The one your mom is pretty wonderful! And you can toss it in the washer up to 50 times 🙂

The Wonder Mop is pretty wonderful!