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My younger brother and I are in our 50s. Standard in-person greeting is "how's your skids"? On the phone it's "can you hear me blind baby?". Nonsense, but I love it and him.
I took a pretty bad fall while running about a year and a half ago. Scraped up my hands, knees, chest, face, chipped a tooth, bruised and sore, but otherwise okay. My brother laughed until he cried when I described the fall to him a few months later. We were in our mid/late thirties respectively.
We had a sort through of old clothes the other week, my husband found this manky old "same shit different day" t shirt from the 90s and lit up with excitement. It's his big sister's. He's been wearing it constantly since then.
Frankly, I disliked my six older siblings (AND my parents who rigidly enforced the Birth Order) throughout my childhood. I assumed I’d get over it as I grew older.
I didn’t. I’m eighty, and they’re all dead, and I dislike them still.
In fact, I don’t dislike them anymore — I hate them, and everything else about my childhood.
I’ve never communicated that to any of their many children. After all, they’ve never done anything to me, so why upset them about something that was never their doing?
I am in the same position with 6 older siblings and Birth Order, but I'm 57. Not only did I have to listen to everybody because they were older, but our parents were too busy making it all work so they left the parenting of the youngest to the oldest children.
It took quite some therapy. I'm still unpacking things.
I’m in my late 30s and my brother is in his mid 30s and if we get into an argument in front of my dad, my dad will always take my side as he has since we were kids. It drives my brother bonkers and despite being called out on it, it never changes. We also have an older half-sister (mid 40s) that we’re just now getting close to as adults and the birth order is strong. When my dad had some medical scares this year, it was amazing to see how much of a team us siblings can be. I feel badly for only children because the bond is truly something else.
Edited to add:
My brother and I once got into a brawl at the Burlington Coat Factory where I almost broke his hand and he gave me a black eye (we were teens at this point). To this day, we still reference the Burlington Incident. Unfortunately, I had to try to use makeup to hide the following day for my godson’s christening; apparently it’s a bad look for a to-be-godmother to show up with a black eye.
I'm not sure how this started, but when we were kids all the cousins and i made up this game. No one remembers how it started, we all give each other credit for starting it.
basically you get someone's attention, usually by saying their name or "hey" or whatever and when they turn to you, you say, "oh, nothing". It's exactly as stupid as it sounds. "ohh i gotcha!" kinda thing. It evolved to people predicting that you were going to get the "oh, nothing" and saying it first, rather than saying "yeah".
the oldest of us is now 49, and i'm 40. When my sisters and i are together, within the first hour someone will try it. usually on me, and i have a 6th sense with it. our parents all groan at the stupidity of the game but it's something that makes me smile every time.
As an only child with no extended family, I can truly say I've always wished for close bond with someone like siblings have. The sibling bond seems very unique.
I am the youngest of three and we are aged 44,43 and 41. My brother still doesn’t pack his own towel for swimming and takes mine for drying himself off. My sis is the middle child and I remember her scream last year “Are you crazy (full name - not my nickname) - get off the sled straight away! You already have a broken arm. I will tell mom. “
Some things never change.
I was very fortunate to find brothers when I was a teenager. 30+ years later and we are still as brutal to each other as when we were 15. It was kind of funny, we used to talk about "my friends" and then at some point we all just naturally switched over to brother because it was more accurate to what we had become.
They say you can't pick your family. I disagree. If you're lucky, that's what friends become.
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Nor do older ones.
My older brother and I are both in our forties and he still explains anything unexplainable with "because you smell."
My younger brother and I are in our 50s. Standard in-person greeting is "how's your skids"? On the phone it's "can you hear me blind baby?". Nonsense, but I love it and him.
My brothers would still come in to my room and fart in it, if we lived together... Their close to 50 and I'm close to 40...
I took a pretty bad fall while running about a year and a half ago. Scraped up my hands, knees, chest, face, chipped a tooth, bruised and sore, but otherwise okay. My brother laughed until he cried when I described the fall to him a few months later. We were in our mid/late thirties respectively.
Older brothers are always older brothers.
I’m way too big for it now, but I sometimes still miss running up behind my older brother and jumping onto his back for an impromptu piggy back ride.
Sorry I choked you so many times big bro 😂
You can still do this with strangers. It's called big stranger rodeo. See how long you can hold on.
And now my phone is covered with Diet Coke. Big stranger rodeo sent me. 🤣
https://youtu.be/EE4Mv7T8d1w?si=U0YyvM32fQ6jB3N-
Sounds like a great way to catch hands
My daughter still gets super goofy AND bossy when her younger brothers are around. She's 34.
And they WILL fart on her.
I can't wait to see them all together at Christmas!
When they're leaving she doesn't say bye, she says "smell you later"
I am the youngest, a brother, of two older sisters.
I was put through hell. And I put my sisters through hell.
But if you dare upset my sisters, it's on like donkey kong.
My adult nephew loves with I razz my elder brother (his dad). “No one can get my dad like you can! It’s the best!” I had 40 years of practices.
Thank you for sharing! Those roles we play in our families are sacred
One of the things I'm most thankful for are my siblings, but I'll be damned if I ever tell them that.
Youngest here and I text my brothers daily to remind them they are ugly and smell.
And are adopted
And that our parents stopped having kids when they reached perfection.
Contradictory, but still absolute facts.
Edit: a word.
I mean, they could have adopted the others but finally found perfection with their first and only biological child. Doesn’t have to be contradictory!
It doesn’t have to make sense to be true. 🤣
We had a sort through of old clothes the other week, my husband found this manky old "same shit different day" t shirt from the 90s and lit up with excitement. It's his big sister's. He's been wearing it constantly since then.
This is adorable :)
Proof that birth order is a lifelong contract
Frankly, I disliked my six older siblings (AND my parents who rigidly enforced the Birth Order) throughout my childhood. I assumed I’d get over it as I grew older.
I didn’t. I’m eighty, and they’re all dead, and I dislike them still.
In fact, I don’t dislike them anymore — I hate them, and everything else about my childhood.
I’ve never communicated that to any of their many children. After all, they’ve never done anything to me, so why upset them about something that was never their doing?
I just really respect everything about this…Both your hate, and your refusal to let it color your interactions with your nieces and nephews.
I love my niblings. They show so much promise and are wonderful people.
I’m curious to know what made you hate them?
I am in the same position with 6 older siblings and Birth Order, but I'm 57. Not only did I have to listen to everybody because they were older, but our parents were too busy making it all work so they left the parenting of the youngest to the oldest children.
It took quite some therapy. I'm still unpacking things.
I'm 44 and my sister is 41. We still have conversations that involve the phrase "don't tell mom." That is a lifelong thing.
This is so true! But both ways - as a threat: I will tell mom! And other way around: Don’t tell mom. 🤓
I don’t call my brother by his name. I just call him “Boi”
I’ve lost two siblings to estrangement, one to murder. The worst part is that no one is left who “remembers when”.
That’s tough. I’m sorry.
Youngest of three. This is a factual statement.
I’m in my late 30s and my brother is in his mid 30s and if we get into an argument in front of my dad, my dad will always take my side as he has since we were kids. It drives my brother bonkers and despite being called out on it, it never changes. We also have an older half-sister (mid 40s) that we’re just now getting close to as adults and the birth order is strong. When my dad had some medical scares this year, it was amazing to see how much of a team us siblings can be. I feel badly for only children because the bond is truly something else.
Edited to add: My brother and I once got into a brawl at the Burlington Coat Factory where I almost broke his hand and he gave me a black eye (we were teens at this point). To this day, we still reference the Burlington Incident. Unfortunately, I had to try to use makeup to hide the following day for my godson’s christening; apparently it’s a bad look for a to-be-godmother to show up with a black eye.
I'm not sure how this started, but when we were kids all the cousins and i made up this game. No one remembers how it started, we all give each other credit for starting it.
basically you get someone's attention, usually by saying their name or "hey" or whatever and when they turn to you, you say, "oh, nothing". It's exactly as stupid as it sounds. "ohh i gotcha!" kinda thing. It evolved to people predicting that you were going to get the "oh, nothing" and saying it first, rather than saying "yeah".
the oldest of us is now 49, and i'm 40. When my sisters and i are together, within the first hour someone will try it. usually on me, and i have a 6th sense with it. our parents all groan at the stupidity of the game but it's something that makes me smile every time.
As an only child with no extended family, I can truly say I've always wished for close bond with someone like siblings have. The sibling bond seems very unique.
It can be the greatest love and bond . For me it is
As the youngest brother of 3, my only defense was shit talking.
I got my ass beat as a child a lot. Still do, but also as a child.
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Been there, done that a thousand times over…
I wonder at what ages were your parents when they had you, a 20+ years difference sounds huge
I'm the youngest sibling and i'm quiet in family settings because I was the same as a kid. My brothers are the loud ones and Im shy af.
Anywhere else...completely normal.
28 years old now.
I miss having an older brother but I don’t miss my older brother.
I am the youngest of three and we are aged 44,43 and 41. My brother still doesn’t pack his own towel for swimming and takes mine for drying himself off. My sis is the middle child and I remember her scream last year “Are you crazy (full name - not my nickname) - get off the sled straight away! You already have a broken arm. I will tell mom. “ Some things never change.
I was very fortunate to find brothers when I was a teenager. 30+ years later and we are still as brutal to each other as when we were 15. It was kind of funny, we used to talk about "my friends" and then at some point we all just naturally switched over to brother because it was more accurate to what we had become.
They say you can't pick your family. I disagree. If you're lucky, that's what friends become.
I think you opened a old age home inside your house
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Do you have any idea how absurd it is to refer to a 60 year old man as a “baby” brother?