Before December 13, 2011 I’d never put a whole lot of
thought into sibling dynamics. I knew
that having two Rugrats would be significantly more complicated than having one Rugrat, and I also knew that I didn’t have any experience dealing with brothers
and sisters aside from my own. I’m
fairly certain that the experience is different now that I’m a stranger to
their brother-sister relationship. Okay,
less of a stranger and more of a referee.
Now that Tempe is big enough to move around and is actually
aware of her world outside of her titty-bottles, she wants to play with
Connor-especially his toys. It doesn’t
matter that she has her own things to play with, or that he has his own big-boy
toys to play with, each others toys are just way more funtastic.
The more I stress about their relationship, the more I realize
that I can’t really effect it all that much.
Sure, I can force him to spend time with her and bribe him into sharing
his toys, but I can’t really make him like her.
I think that he’s more fascinated with her than anything else, and I
also can’t discount his blind jealousy of anyone or anything that takes my
attention away from him for even a nanosecond.
As I’m writing this, I’m forced to hide the computer behind the couch
cushions.
I hope that they grow up and rely on each other and support
each other in a way that I can’t. From
experience, I know that I’m more apt to be open and honest with my brother
about my life, and more likely to take his advice over my parents’. I don’t know why that is, but I’m aware that
the secret society of siblings does exist.
As a sociologist and an avid anthropologist, I find
child-rearing to be the most fascinating social experiment…ever. Some days I feel like Jane Goodall,
hunkering down in the jungle, and watching chimps throw poop at each other. I know it’s going to get way more
interesting, and I can’t wait. I know
they’ll drive me crazy, worry me to death, and infuriate me to no end, but I
love them more than anything else in this world- and that’s saying something
because I REALLY love my computer, iPod, and coffee.
Uh-oh, gotta go. I
think Connor’s catching onto the whole computer in the hidey-hole gig!
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| :.While Bubby's all distracted, I'm playing with his yummy car!.: |
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