When we're little it can sometimes be hard to make sense of a new baby sibling. I was one month away from my sixth birthday when my sister was born and I expressed serious frustration over the fact that I thought I was supposed to be the older sister. I only understood that my sister's birthday came before mine, not that the six years between us made a difference!
One of the children in my class has a new baby sister. When the family came to our open house before school started, this child came up to me and the lead teacher to say hello. We said hello and then asked about his baby sister. He told us she was very soft and that we could come feel her if we liked. Then we asked him what his sister's name was. He excitedly proclaimed: Hoola Hoop! It turns out he started calling her that during his mom's pregnancy. But he hasn't let it go...
A few days ago, when his mother came to pick him, he came running out of the classroom shouting, "Mom! Mom! Where's Hoola Hoop?! Where's Hoola Hoop!?!"
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That's so adorable. Better than my reaction when my little sister's existence was announced: I threw myself in my closet and cried that my parents had ruined my life :) Oh, kids....
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