As a kid, I always wanted a sister. When I found out my mom had had a boy, I was excited! I mean, it wasn't a sister, but it was a baby! When my mom told me she was having another baby about three years later, I crossed my fingers and hoped it was a girl and… well, I'm sure you know the rest. Long story short, I cried. All I wanted was a sister and instead, I was going to be stuck with TWO brothers, and I thought one was enough.
Looking back on it now, I wouldn't trade my brothers for anything. They are my best friends and my partners-in-crime. Plus, being that I'm the oldest, I still got to play dolls and dress-up with my brothers and there are plenty of pictures to prove it. No matter how old you are or how many brothers you have, here are 13 things all girls who grew up in a house full of boys know to be true.
You've never sat down and watched an entire football game, but you know all the rules.
At this point, the yelling and whistling have just become white noise. If its quiet, you know somethings wrong.
You know there's no such thing as leftovers.
Boys eat and eat and eat and eat. Even if it's not theirs to eat. Sometimes you have to hide the extra to make sure you get some too.
Every time you go home you feel even shorter than before.
It's a sad day when both of your little brothers are taller than you. It's even sadder when you realize you can't pick on them anymore because they can toss you around like a beach ball.
Sometimes you forget that "better out than in" is not appreciated by everyone.
Do manners even exist in a home full of boys?
You know WAY more than you should about "Star Wars," video games, and superheroes.
At first, it was forced on you, but come on... the "Star Wars" Saga is amazing!
If you want an honest opinion, you know exactly who to ask.
Brothers will be more honest than you ever wanted them to be. What do they have to lose? You're blood. You have to love them anyway.
You'd rather solve your problems with a wrestling match than a well-thought out argument.
"Fighting" in your house has a whole different meaning. Strength wins the argument, not logic.
You always surprise people with your physical strength and pain tolerance.
You can't remember a time when you didn't have at least two bruises.
EVERYTHING is a competition.
Who knows the most about "The Office?" Who can drink their milkshake the fastest? Who can call "shot-gun" the fastest?
You're used to being the test dummy for new wrestling moves.
They love tossing you around like a rag doll.
You're constantly told, "You're my favorite daughter."
Yeah, more like, you're my ONLY daughter.
You're used to never fully sitting on the toilet seat.
In the long run, this helps you prepare for nasty public restrooms. It's just quad conditioning.
You've been conditioned to handle any type of smell — ANY.
You're prepared for literally any smell that could come out of any orifice.
Brothers are truly one of kind — disgusting and nice at the same time — and I wouldn't trade mine for the world. Thanks for being the Ross(es) to my Monica.
