Sierra is very talented. She is amazing in so many ways. However, she was not very athletically gifted as a child. In six years of soccer she scored one goal… against her own team! And in six years of baseball she never hit a ball in a game. She was not blessed with sports genes, but she was blessed with a little sister so she made up her own games that she was good at. She was lucky I was stupid and naïve enough to put up with these games for so long.

1) Can’t touch me. This involved her sitting in a car while I stood outside and tried to touch her before she shut the car door. As you guys can all imagine it was a win-win situation for her and a painful experience for me.

2) Leprechaun. I am still traumatized from Sierra turning off the lights in our room and creepily saying “I’m the leprechaun, I’m the leprechaun” over and over until I was in a corner screaming and/or bawling. After a few minutes, my eyes would begin to adjust and she appeared slightly green, which made the whole leprechaun experience even more frightening.

3) I know I am but what are you. I am not sure why I put up with this game, but I did. I would say something nice like “I am so beautiful” and she would reply “I know I am but what are you” and then I would say “I am so ugly” and she would say “I know you are but what am I.” I became so furious because I could never stump her. Ever.

4) Bart. I had this doll named Bart. He had writing all over his face, his hair was dread locked and matted (this a fairly accurate picture) and he was no longer soft or squishy. When I was about two I picked Bart up from a garage sale and wouldn’t put him down and forced my dad to buy him for me. I did not know this story until I was MUCH older because Sierra had convinced me that Bart used to be nice and pretty and hers and that I was the one that messed him up so badly. I would never have done that to you, Bart. We now know the truth!

5) You snooze you lose. Whenever we were given desserts, or delicious food for that matter, Sierra would scarf hers down. She would then sit and whine and complain about how she didn’t have any left until I would be forced to give her some of mine. It didn’t help that I would always save the best parts for last so when I had to share with her it was the ice cream with the most candy bits in it or the cake with the most frosting. I never learned.

6) Hide and Never Seek. Sierra had an accomplice for this one. Our neighbor Charlie and Sierra would want to play Hide and Seek and so his sister Elizabeth and I would go hide. We always thought we found the best hiding places ever until we finally caught on that they would just never look for us. Instead it was their genius way of getting rid of us so they could play their games alone.

• July 2nd, 2008
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