I love my family so much. We work like a little efficient city. I think all of us carry multiple roles to make our family work. Dad, the ultimate businessman, keeps everything straightforward. No shenanigans here. He tells us how it is, but sometimes we have to question his bizarre behavior. When he goes out on errands he always says where he is going and then adds he will come back. For instance, "I'm going to go to the store & come back." Being the sarcastic children that we are, we always say, "No way?! You are going to come back Dad?" We love him. And to this day he always comes back.
My mama is always trying to make everyone achieve maximum comfort. She always stuffs another pillow behind your head on the couch and covers you with a nice blanket. Glass of water with a straw? She's got it for you. And a nice little bowl of chocolate ice cream on the side too. No matter how bad your day is, she can always make you feel better. Many a day I call, and she just knows how I'm doing, and is still the only person that can make me feel like everything is okay. In college, I would call when I would feel like I was walking the plank...aka going to a scary exam or totally overwhelmed by a paper. Sometimes I would call post-plank walking and she always has just the right words and tone to make you feel like you are still fantastic & it will all be okay. She is such an incredible woman & I love her so much.
Courtney is hilarious. But she doesn't always know it. She feels so strongly about things & is a very passionate person that sometimes we all just crack up when she is telling a story. She tries to remain serious, but slowly breaks into laughter because she realizes how ridiculous she is being. I hope that never stops, I don't think it will ever get old. You might be surprised that we are still friends after childhood. She used to bully me, force me to stick my hand in a cup of very very hot water---slam my hand in a cup of cold---then back into the hot. (All with my eyes closed or the cups scrambled. Fun game, Court!) She didn't let Ky & I hang out with her boyfriends, but to us, the bored children that we were, that just meant she was challenging us to a fierce game of "see how mad we can make Court without her screaming because her boyfriend is around." Haha, now that was a fun game. Hey, I'm the little sister. I think this type of behavior is written in my contract. When she wasn't pushing me around or accusing me of "ruining Christmas"--she paved a great path for me. Now when I, or any of my friends, have peculiar rashes or medical problems, she always helps out. Haha, she knows way too much about a lot of people.
Kyleigh is like another mother to me. (I'm sure she is grinning right now...she has been anticipating her blog debut). Since she was a toddler she was always taking care of other people. Her kindergarten teacher even said all the kids would go to her with all their problems: bumps, bruises, un-tied shoes. I swear Ky was born with an old soul. On summer days, you would find her with cooking in the kitchen by herself, wearing 4 inch red hot heels and pretending she was holding her own cooking show. Some days she had an English accent, some days not. Need I remind you, she was 7. As we got older, I became her little "rag doll" friend. I basically woke up in the morning & she told me what was on the agenda that day. She made all the plans & I just had to get into step. Unless Courtney came in & took over. Then Ky's plans meant nothing. She still tries to boss me around, but often I still find myself her little rag-doll.
Today is Courtney's 29th Birthday & I can't believe it. I still feel like we are kids riding our bikes around & exploring the Christmas tree farm. She fulfills all the big sister characteristics. She is smart, protective, a leader and a counselor. Yesterday she did something amazing. My mom's herniated disk was causing her excruciating pain & Courtney performed an unexpected spine surgery on her last night. It was so nice knowing my mom was in good hands. My mom said she is relieved from the back pain. It is so scary knowing a family member is in such pain, but it is amazing to know that another can heal it.
Today, being Courtney's Birthday, we have a lot to celebrate. We are a wonderful family, we can face anything together. Happy Birthday to my wonderful sister, Courtney! I love you!
3 comments:
With such a wonderful family, it isn't any wonder why you turned out as precious as you are, Whit.
Ummmm..... I would like to clarify a few things about my entry.....first of all...... everyone requested food from my cooking show. I changed accents because as a chef you need to add variety so that the people behind the stove would continue watching my show...haha. About organizing things--- yes... I am very task orientated and you know that Christmas is already planned out for this year. About the ragdoll comment--- Whitney followed me around ALL the time, so if she was in my room, of course I was going to tell her what to do because I didn't want her just standing there. I think she is just bitter about playing Barbie's when we were kids--I would fully admit that I gave her the Barbie's that were estranged from the family and were no longer invited to Barbie family functions.
First of all, I just turned 29 Whit! Not 28... but I thank you for giving me another 28th year. You are as bad as Ky last birthday who had a "2" and a "7" to put on top of my cake.
Now about being passionate about topics. It is very difficult to talk to you about serious topics because you are not serious about anything! I get all emotionally charged and you just look as me making funny faces trying to hold back laughter. Once you join the working world I think you will get emotional too!
Then the water games... well what can I say, you voluntarily played!
I acepted your 5-years-too-late apology you gave me about annoying me when my boyfriend was around and now I'm over it.
As for the medical questions... I'm relieved you are out of college and I won't be getting any more midnight - 2am calls. :)
My best advice, Whitney, seriously write a book! You are the new David Sedaris!
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