A Summer of Sisters

It's tough dealing with sisters. I should know....I had more battles with my sister when I was young than I can count, even with my straight A's in math. For all the grief I got from my sister though, it seems to me that it's even worse when you've got sisters dealing with sisters. Having two daughters means that I've seen some fights that HBO would be proud to present as one of their feature bouts. Mike Tyson may have been mean, but Holyfield would be lucky to only lose part of his ear if he came between my two brawlers.

That's one of the amazing things about traveling though. Without all the other interferences in life, our girls seem to get along much better. When we're off exploring, the only thing to fight about is who gets which bed, and since my kids can sleep anywhere, even that debate is usually solved pretty simply...

It seems that without their other friends around, my girls hold on to each other just that little bit tighter...

And are more willing to help each other out when things get too deep....

So this year I'm going to truly appreciate our summer vacation, and I'm going to pay a little extra attention to how willing my girls are to get along and share while we're traveling...

Because soon enough summer will be over and my youngest will have to beg for her sisters attention again.

Or maybe she's just begging for a S'more. Yeah, actually that makes more sense.


This post is a part of Photo Friday at Delicious Baby and Friday Daydreamin at R We There Yet Mom. If you didn't get here from one of those sites, you should really go check them out. There's people there who actually got along with their sisters. They should probably go back and apologize to their brothers though. Us brothers always got blamed for everything.


Written by Steve Pratt