I’ve recently been coming to terms with my sisters dating situation.
She’s currently fifteen years old and will be sixteen in December.
Sounds good right?
Her current boyfriend is my age; almost 20 years old.
I of course am older and bigger; older only by about six months, but I outweigh him by about a hundred pounds.
At this point my being bigger than him is comforting.
Anyway, all masculinity aside, I asked him to come with my sister and I to a movie; he accepts.
So I’m all prepared this Friday to go to the movies with my sister and her nineteen year old boyfriend.
It comes Friday; I’m all pumped to do the big brother thing, the ‘You need to understand if my sister is even painfully unhappy, I’ll be the one you’ll talk too’ speech.
He never shows, for the life of me I have no idea why he didn’t show, I was almost offended.
Then Saturday my mother calls, She tells me that he called and asked her if she had heard if I was angry or not for him not showing up.
My mom also told me he stutters.
And it is suppose to be really cute.
Now I feel kind of bad, I was intimidating someone who I had yet to meet and he had a speech impediment that was endearing.
So it’s now my impression that he’s a shy reserved guy who wants nothing more than to please my mother and me.
Which is fine, in fact I’m glad to hear I don’t have to do the big brother thing, I mean apparently what my sister told him scared him enough to go to my mother to ask if I was angry with him.
I’m really not that scary.
I am however protective.
Oh, and being 6’2 and 250lbs helps a little.
But really, I’m a nice guy.
3 comments:
Laughed so hard. When I was 15 I had a 20 year old boyfirend who lived on his own and had a beard. My brother however was only twelve so was held upside down regularly by the boyfriend. They have settled it and that is good because husband is now 37 and we've got 2 kids ( we have a daughter who is two and husband has decided he will get a dog to train as a chapperonne!!!)
Yeah, a big dog that is trained to follow my sister around.
Not a bad idea.
I have a younger sister and for awhile I tried the big brother intimidation thing. It worked in a few small instances but eventually I realised that it was driving a wedge between us.
It is hard to balance the desire to protect those we love with their right to make their own choices. Good or bad, sometimes we have to fall before we truly learn.
The baby brother in our family is much scarier than the big brother. Well to everyone but us of course.
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