Sisters

This is Patricia Kaye and Barbara Ann. This is the way it was and still is. Me and my big sister. (Only now we are about the same size) She was 2 1/2 years older than me. She was tall and thin and I was short and round. She was the easy going, good one, I was usually in trouble.
Her toys and dolls lasted forever, mine were used up, torn up and gone within days. She was obedient and I stretched the limits and broke the rules.
We fought alot, usually because I pushed all of her buttons then we both got spanked. Poor Pat, she got it even when I started it.
We were both very much Daddy's girls. Our Daddy made things for us. He was a jack of all trades and never threw things away if he thought it was useful. He salvaged alot of things and made us a swing set and a teetertotter out of wood he salvaged.
Mother sewed most of our clothes when we were little. We had some really cute outfits for that day. We had lots of older cousins and we had alot of hand me downs. We thought it was cool. Mother made costumes for us when we were in school plays or programs. I was an angel once and she make my costume, another time I was in an arabian knight kind of play and she made me a little vest and bloomer type pants.
We walked to and from school unless the weather was bad. Pat went to 6 schools and I went to 3. She would go to a school and then they would build a new one, I got to go to the new school. That happened in elementary, junior high and high school.
My sister and I have talked alot about our childhood. We both felt loved and protected by our parents. They sacrificed alot for each of us in numerous ways.
We were the oldest grandchildren on the Andrews side and kind of in the middle on the Price side. We grew up in the same town with both sets of grandparents and had sleep overs at their houses often. We had lots of aunts, uncles and cousins around.
We were spanked when we did something wrong but when we reached a certain age, Daddy would sit us down and talk to us, explaining what he expected and when he was disappointed in our behavior or choices. We would rather he have beat us than to talk to us.
When we were growing up my sister was called Kaye (actually Kaye baby). She didn't go by Pat until she was a teenager. Even today, older family members still call her Kaye.
We are alike in some ways and totally opposite in others but have always been close and especially these past few years, we are best friends and are there for each other.
I am so very thankful for my big sister. She makes me laugh and we have fun just being together.
We have rubbed off on each other. She is more forceful and outspoken and I have learned to be more patient and not to over react.
We have both come a long way through the years and we are still best friends.
I am so thankful for my sister.