tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2571590790949407117.post6577256752818770158..comments2023-11-05T01:32:28.975-06:00Comments on Observations from an Ozark Life: Brothers & OthersWendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03115002505324651653noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2571590790949407117.post-36006096745027652832012-07-25T01:07:41.048-05:002012-07-25T01:07:41.048-05:00The comment verification for your blog is veRy dif...The comment verification for your blog is veRy difficult to read, and I even have an eXtremely good display.esbbostonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09946279220170973147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2571590790949407117.post-89107140846802658432012-07-25T01:05:29.918-05:002012-07-25T01:05:29.918-05:00Big Smile!Big Smile!esbbostonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09946279220170973147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2571590790949407117.post-13599882632366035992012-07-21T11:07:49.514-05:002012-07-21T11:07:49.514-05:00Kids hear things in stores, in class rooms and fro...Kids hear things in stores, in class rooms and from us. What we tune out, they pick up on. He probably heard someone say something simple...like "He's out of the picture now"...and his mind took it to mean just that.Analisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05572966946453192369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2571590790949407117.post-65169884346295523502012-07-19T12:48:36.654-05:002012-07-19T12:48:36.654-05:00This story reminds me of how real kids see their w...This story reminds me of how real kids see their works on paper and how real stories are for them. It's very emotional to be a kid! <br /><br />I had one older brother who loved to beat me up. My mom's only rules were no hitting above the neck and no kicking the spine. It made me incredibly tough and violent. In a good way.Davin Malasarnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09385823575081492949noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2571590790949407117.post-51514340878545923442012-07-13T23:51:49.421-05:002012-07-13T23:51:49.421-05:00Cool story, well told. The dynamics exponentiate ...Cool story, well told. The dynamics exponentiate with each additional sibling. I have three brothers. I'm lucky to be alive.Stephen Parrishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16883165490847664389noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2571590790949407117.post-4712790024521378872012-07-13T22:08:31.125-05:002012-07-13T22:08:31.125-05:00Somehow spelled 'your' wrong twice there. ...Somehow spelled 'your' wrong twice there. Damned ergonomic keyboard.chris.dadnessnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2571590790949407117.post-15319554772994155902012-07-13T22:06:52.100-05:002012-07-13T22:06:52.100-05:00The emotions are pretty standard across families i...The emotions are pretty standard across families i think but you boys' expression of them is OUTSTANDING. You know you are in a family when you not just cut out and taped back in but also crumpled and stained from being in the bin with the teabags.chris.dadnessnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2571590790949407117.post-154260798446641222012-07-13T20:47:20.837-05:002012-07-13T20:47:20.837-05:00Your friend that will know you the best and longes...Your friend that will know you the best and longest is your sibling. The one who you will fight with the most is your sibling. The one who will always love you because of the connection will be your sibling. We are connected by the womb. However I know of some who hold grudges that can never be repaired and it is the saddest thing in life. I will never understand that as only my brother and sisters share our parents, our best memories, and our history. Siblings are the greatest gift our parents gave us.<br /><br />Kids forgive and forget and life will go on.Starting Over, Accepting Changes - Maybehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06032033918798053005noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2571590790949407117.post-14437388340474611772012-07-13T20:04:13.874-05:002012-07-13T20:04:13.874-05:00My boys were 18 months apart, and though they did ...My boys were 18 months apart, and though they did squabble on occasion, they have each other's backs! Now at 38 and 40, they still disagree on occasion, but they are also still good buds!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03803472040500529682noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2571590790949407117.post-50786606314259459312012-07-13T19:58:54.277-05:002012-07-13T19:58:54.277-05:00Up until a couple weeks ago we had several neighbo...Up until a couple weeks ago we had several neighbor boys living next door and I am always amazed how resilient their relationships were. They'd go fight or argue or whatever and then almost instantly work it out. I am forever quizzing every parent I meet about how their kids get along. I'm sure I drive people crazy. Almost always the answer is "don't worry about it so much, this is normal."Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03115002505324651653noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2571590790949407117.post-74345247695938412872012-07-13T19:56:29.645-05:002012-07-13T19:56:29.645-05:00I have two brothers who are quite a bit older than...I have two brothers who are quite a bit older than me and the family story is that I was terribly annoying. (SURELY NOT?) We were never close enough in age to have fights (except for that one time when my brother hit me in the face with a wire hanger for touching his model airplane) so my experience in this department is lacking.<br /><br />But I think they like me okay now. Our favorite past time is getting together and telling hilarious stories in front of our mom to torture here. Brothers are good for something!Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03115002505324651653noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2571590790949407117.post-23411323187117974192012-07-13T19:14:06.912-05:002012-07-13T19:14:06.912-05:00Aren't kids funny? Although my kids never cut ...Aren't kids funny? Although my kids never cut someone out of a picture or vowed never to play with them again, the neighbor kid made that vow numerous times when they were little. It never stuck more than about ten minutes. With girls, I think it could stick several days. But boys? Back at play in minutes.PJDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05028687955957107957noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2571590790949407117.post-85919628166444274132012-07-13T15:12:33.467-05:002012-07-13T15:12:33.467-05:00Sniff.
I love this. Maybe because it is summer an...Sniff.<br /><br />I love this. Maybe because it is summer and my own kids (boys and a girl) are fighting like crazy. And yet somehow late at night (when their parents would prefer to be asleep) they are all fast friends, giggling and plotting.<br /><br />There has been some "I hate yous" thrown around lately. When it happens, I point to my own brother, with whom I did not get along until after college but who I could now easily call my best friend, and tell them that later in life this will be the three of them. They look at me like I am insane.<br /><br />But when I see them late at night, I know I'm right.<br /><br />Also, for what it's worth, I think you handle these things extremely well.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com