When I was growing up I always wished for a big brother--girls with brothers captivated me. They were always so self-assured. Since I have a girl with big brothers I now know just how they come by that self-assurance. It's a defense mechanism.
Way back in the day, MVP and Danger Boy had a game they played with each other. It was called "HA, Penalty!" and entailed one of them rushing at the other, tackling him and sitting on his chest as he yelled, "HA, Penalty!" Then they both laughed uproariously. You may have guessed that this was a game of their own invention.
When Social Butterfly was a baby, 7 months old, my mom took Grownup Girl and MVP to visit my sister in Washington State. They were gone for 2 weeks. Apparently 2 weeks was too long a time for Danger Boy to go without playing his favorite game. What to do, what to do?
It's not like he was completely alone--SB was around. When DB and MVP played the game they were both standing, but SB couldn't stand up yet. So she would be sitting there innocently, maybe playing with her Pop beads, when DB would rush at her, knock her over, sit on her, and yell "HA, Penalty!" And she would laugh and laugh and laugh.
Today? She is very self-assured.
Does she rush DB, knock him over, sit on his chest and yell HA PENALTY?
Posted by: Little Miss Sunshine State | December 19, 2008 at 02:03 AM
Sounds like she would make a good hockey goalie. They are always being knocked over when guys crash the net. Sometimes they even get sat on. But the don't laugh. They say: Get the F off me A-hole!
Posted by: Trooper Thorn | December 19, 2008 at 03:42 AM
I ALWAYS wanted a big brother...bit tricky when you are an only child!
Ps
The suspension is crazy - is he just supposed to stand there and be a punch bag ? Would playing ha penalty to the bully be acceptable to the headmaster?
Posted by: The hen | December 19, 2008 at 03:49 AM
I want to play too. I can think of a whole bunch of people that I want to knock down and yell at, but I'd probably end up in jail. Although... I could use some time off.... No, better not do it.
Posted by: blognut | December 19, 2008 at 08:27 AM
That picture is funny! She looks like she is thinking, "This is a wild ride! What did I get myself into, this time?"
Posted by: jenrantsraves | December 19, 2008 at 08:40 AM
Such a cute story. I love it. Kids have the best imaginations!!
Posted by: Suzanne | December 19, 2008 at 10:06 AM
HAHA! My big brother was a nerd so I became self-assured for different reasons. Poor guy. Jessamine seems pretty self-assured...
Posted by: Memarie Lane | December 19, 2008 at 11:03 AM
The younger ones definitely come out tougher - by necessity. I also like to think it makes them stronger.
Posted by: Manic Mommy | December 19, 2008 at 11:07 AM
This only works on the younger ones if the parents keep them from being crybabies.
I'm cracking up at the vision of DB knocking over his baby sister and her resultant laughter.
Do we get a penalty update from yesterday? (And will the offending party ever mess with DB again?)
Posted by: kcinnova | December 19, 2008 at 12:27 PM
I think there's much to be said for an older brother. I was "adopted" by 2 older boys who lived next door to me--their protection and their abuse was a gift--I was safe and tougher for it.
Posted by: Green Girl | December 19, 2008 at 02:49 PM
I had an older brother, but I was not self-assured. In fact, I was self-conscious. Brian helped me become self assured.
I admire the relationship your children have with each other. It is largely because of you that they have that.
KEEP BELIEVING
Posted by: Angie @ KEEP BELIEVING | December 19, 2008 at 03:53 PM
Yeah I always wanted a big brother too.
I reckon you should show this story to the school authorities and claim DB was just playing his old HA Penalty game and that if a 7 month old baby can take it, what the heck are they doing, suspending him for it.
I cannot believe the silliness of your systems over there. I cannot believe that would happen here. It is a lesson in life (the unfairness one) but not one that is terribly usefully learnt - who wants to squash the individuality out of our children? Grrrhhh! I feel very cross on your behalf. But I would probably not do battle either - it pays to pick your battles wisely.
Posted by: Reluctant Blogger | December 19, 2008 at 04:50 PM
lol hmm...I have a brother, albeit a younger one, and I never got self-assured from him ;-)
Posted by: Janet | December 19, 2008 at 06:18 PM
That reminds me of 2 year old computer dude playing horsey with 6 month old engineering guy who was lying on a blanket on the floor. Engineering guy spent a lot of time in his crib after that!
Posted by: Deb D | December 19, 2008 at 06:23 PM
I loved this story. And that picture...so precious.
Posted by: JCK | December 20, 2008 at 12:10 AM
Great photo - smart to have helmets on both, obviously :)
I'm pleased that my daughter has a big brother; she is already far more self-assured than I was.
Posted by: stephanie (bad mom) | December 20, 2008 at 12:41 AM
I had FOUR big brothers, and i was desperate for a big sister.
for protection.
LOL
nice story. :-))
Posted by: Patricia | December 20, 2008 at 06:14 AM
I like to think I'm self-assured. I hadn't considered thanking my older brother for it. I only thank him for preparing me for not being afraid of pain. I can take a punch with the best of them.
Posted by: Grandy | December 22, 2008 at 12:51 AM