growing up with an older brother‼️
- lnang18
- Apr 23
- 3 min read
I've had a couple conversations recently about how you can sort of tell whether a guy grew up with brothers or sisters, and how I believe that my brother acts like he grew up with a younger sister (me!!). I told this to Daniel, my brother, and said that he has softer and super caring qualities that kind of give off the vibe that he has a sister. To Daniel, he thought that this made him seem weak, or "sorry" (which is his favorite adjective to use lol). I told him that it is actually a compliment and that I personally think it's a good thing that people can tell that he grew up with a sister. I like to say that my brother was born to be the older brother of a sister. Growing up I will admit that I was a bit of an emotional mess, but when we were kids (and even now) Daniel has been very patient with me.
When I was thinking about this, it also dawned on me that my brother didn't just grow up with me, I grew up with him. Someone once told me that they could tell that I have a brother because I act like it. At first this information kind of irritated me because what is that supposed to mean, but I am very proud of being my brother's sister so I took it as a compliment. Since my brother and I are 3 years apart we were always pretty close growing up, which caused us to share almost everything. Since I was the younger sibling, I often enjoyed and did whatever my brother did. Because of this, a lot of the tv shows I watched as a kid were simply because Daniel and I shared screen time. To keep things fair, Daniel would also watch the shows I wanted to watch. So for every Lego Ninjago and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles episode I watched, Daniel would sit through my Bratz and Monster High marathons (and he still remembers the theme songs to this day).
There are many things that I enjoyed about growing up with my brother. There are also many things that I didn't enjoy, but Daniel says were necessary for me to go through to "build character development." Some of these "character development" moments included blowing dandelions in my face, throwing snow balls of ice at me, and shoving a cookie in my mouth causing me to lose a tooth! For the most part though I enjoyed being his younger sister. I remember when we were at summer camp, I would walk up to his table during lunch and give him whatever food I didn't want to eat. This caused me to gain cool girl points with the kids my age because a lot of the older kids knew who I was because of my brother. One of my favorite memories growing up with him was "clubhouse." Clubhouse took place every night when we were supposed to be sleeping. We would meet up and tell each other about our days and complain about people who were annoying. If something crazy happened to him at school I remember Daniel would say "I'll tell you during clubhouse" and I'd have to anxiously wait for the gossip.
In addition to making several different fun memories together, my brother also taught me a lot, whether he knew it or not. Because of Daniel, I learned how to be strong, when to be quiet, and how to be independent. I blame this on all the play wrestling and borderline fighting for my life if I accidentally hit him too hard. I also gained (if I can say so without bragging) a great sense of humor and style. Being Daniel's sister has made me very confident in many different ways (and possibly spoiled because he hardly ever tells me no) and though I probably will never admit it to his face, I'm thankful for that.
Though I didn't want to admit it when it was first pointed out to me, I do think that I act as if I have an older brother. I don't really know how to describe it, but there is a vibe that is given off and I don't think this is a bad thing. Whatever the case may be, I am forever grateful for the brother that I grew up with, and I thank him for the swag that I have now!!
I hope you guys have an amazing rest of your week and an even better weekend!
With love always,
~Side Note xoxo 💋 !!
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