When You Are the Only Boy

When you are the only boy in a house full of women, you find any spot where you can to get a minute's peace to relax with a good book. 

It's a tough job being the older brother of three sisters, keeping them in line, keeping them out of your room and out of your stuff. Sisters don't get excited over baseball statistics or basketball scores. Sisters do scream for you every time there's a bug or a gooey mess to take care of. Sisters seem completely unable to realize that they, too, possess the ability to take the garbage out. Sisters also do NOT understand the importance of finishing a game whether it be checkers or whiffle ball or Monopoly. Really! Why play if you're not gonna finish?

SISTERS!!

But sometimes...when you want to discuss that good book...a sister is a handy thing to have nearby...

 ...sisters do know how to converse.

There are times (especially if you are a teenaged boy) when you need a bite to eat...and a sister just might appear with a snack. Happily, sisters do know how to share.

 There may also be a time when you just need to feel important.

How wonderful would it be for a sister to walk by with an urgent need?

Sisters,

...especially baby sisters...

...know how to make heroes out of brothers.

Sisters...know how to find your quiet, peaceful place and fill it up...full.

I don't believe an accident of birth makes people sisters or brothers. It makes them siblings, gives them mutuality of parentage. Sisterhood and brotherhood is a condition people have to work at. ~Maya Angelou