This past weekend I spent most of my time with my hubby in Central Park and I watched the little girls play, laugh, show their innocence, their jealousy… yea I am talking about the  ”first jealousy moment” of their little lives. I saw the big sister sitting in the stroller, sucking her thumb while the younger sister who just started walking, was trying to feel the ground as long as she could. That little moment brought back memories of when I was young when I didn’t want to be the older sister because parents pay more attention to the baby sister who can’t help herself. I’m sure there must be some way to communicate to the first child how precious they are and how it’s just not worth imitating their little siblings for attention. I think I’m not the only one who had that thought.

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