Little sisters are hard to get along with. They want to play tag with you, but they’re slower because they’re younger. Not to mention they’re girls.
They want to play hide-and-seek, but only know three hiding places in the whole backyard.
They want to play He-Man, but don’t even know if Clawful is good or evil.
They cry when you throw rocks at them, even if you miss on purpose.
They tattle when you eat all the frosting off their cake.
They get dirtbikes and want to ride all over the backyard tracks you build.
But they also play Scrabble with you, even if they’re too young to spell.
And Raggedy Andys look a little silly alone.
We found out this week that Zach’s going to have a little sister. I’m trying to convince my wife to name her ‘Raggedy.’