Apples and oranges

You've heard the saying, you can't compare apples and oranges. Well, I have an apple and an orange, and there truly is NO comparison. Just because children come from the same mother and father doesn't mean they are alike in any other way. I should already know this, my brother and I are light years apart in personalities, food likes and dislikes, habits, hobbies, how we talk, how we walk, you name it and we are different. I can remember trying to be like him when we were young, but a little sister tagging along gets old pretty quickly and that was the first line in the sand between us. It was a line I crossed every chance I got, just because it made him so mad. If you have a sibling, I'm sure you know what I'm talking about. I really knew how to push his buttons, but in the end I always won because I was Daddy's little girl and could do no wrong in Daddy's eyes so Rob(my brother) must have been the one to start whatever fight we were having. Those were good times.

Anyway, my apple and orange aren't to that point and I hope(but I do know better)it won't be as bad as me and my brother. I was watching them last night and again this morning thinking how completely different they are. When I was pregnant with Asher I just assumed I'd get a clone of Aidan. I knew that was not the case the second he was born. He had blond(some say red) hair and bright blue eyes and still does. Asher not only looks different(but yet they both somehow still manage to look like Derek-go figure) but he has his own unique personality. Of course he does, he is his own unique person and that is something I'll have to remind myself thousands of times over the next 20 years. Not that he is a better or worse baby that Aidan was, but just different. I think that is a problem many parents have, comparing their children when there is really no comparison. I can't expect them to be the same when they are so totally different, and that is such a good thing. How boring our family would be if we were all the same.