Saturday, December 15, 2012

Bringing Out the Hulk

     Every Saturday, we have some major chores including the following: vacuuming, cleaning the bathroom, full cleaning of the kitchen including the stove and sink, and a bunch of other boring and long chores.  My family has learned that if we do all the chores before my dad wakes up, we will be okay.  If not...





     That is the phrase my little sister uses to describe my dad on Saturday mornings when the T.V. is on, and the chores aren't done.  He doesn't literally turn green and destroy everything in his path.  My dad also doesn't injure us at all.  He is just very loud, and he walks around to every room telling us what to do.  Brigitte thinks it's funny when he does that, because then she can yell out, "THE HULK IS HERE!" 

     So she purposefully turns on the T.V. very loud so that she can wake my dad up, and get him to start his "rampage" around the house. She may think it's fun because all she has to do is run to her room and pick up a few things before my dad goes downstairs, but for me, it's awful.  First of all, it's around six in the morning when I wake up on the weekends. By eight my dad is awake, and I'm usually in bed reading or watching a show on the iPad.  My room is closest to my parents room, so when he wakes up, he reaches me first.  He tells me what to do (I sometimes get mad and yell back) and then he moves on to my older sister's room.  Really unfortunate for Katie, she is always still asleep.  He drags her out of bed, and tells her what she needs to do.  In the meantime, my little sisters have quickly finished their chores, and call out the ugly phrase.  When he comes downstairs, they just laugh because they know that they just upset Katie and me, and became the favorite daughters for the day since they finished their chores before the "Hulk" came to them.  

My Saturdays begin with the "Hulk" but after we finish our chores, he calms down, and we all have fun as a family.  

Friday, November 30, 2012

Steps to Waking Up Your Heavy Sleeper Sister: Part II




Flip on the Lights: Sunlight and other unnatural light hurts your eyes when you’re asleep.  When the light goes on, you open your eyes and can’t go back to sleep because the pain of the light pouring into your eyes makes you crazy. So, you have to get out of bed.  However, sometimes, if you do it every day for a week to wake up your little sisters, they adapt to staying asleep when the light flickers on.  It’s crazy.  







Make the Fire Alarm Go Off: When I was younger, the steam from my older sister’s hot shower would cause the fire alarm to go off because she didn’t like the sound of the fan, and was too scared to close the bathroom door.  I’ve found that no one in my family can stay asleep when there is an annoying beeping, loud sound.  I’ve learned that if I turn the shower all the way hot, and the door is open, no fan, I can set the fire alarm off.  My little sisters’ ears have yet to develop an adaptation to the annoying scream of the fire alarm, however, my parents don’t like it when I set the fire alarm off so...




Blow a Blow Horn into Their Air Vent: There is an air vent upstairs in my house that goes through to my little sisters room.  My little sisters are scared of noises in their bedroom when they don’t know the source.  If you set off a blow horn through the air vent, you get results.  In the case of my little sisters, they wake up screaming, and are exceedingly scared because they don’t where the noise is coming from.  They run out of there room really quickly.  


Play the Piano: On the weekends, all of my siblings fight to be the first one up because we have to play our piano before doing anything else.  When I wake up before my little sisters on the weekends when we have places to go and things to see, I will start playing my piano with the dynamic of fortissimo.  The little girls run into the piano room and try as hard as they can to kick me off of the bench so that they can play the piano before me.  I always let them get me off; it’s fun for them.  My little sisters laugh and giggle, and the physical activity wakes them up in a heartbeat.  



These tricks may seem mean, but you got to do what you got to do.  

Friday, November 9, 2012

Visitors

   

     Whenever my house has visitors, all the kids hide from one person... my dad.  My dad is insane, and visitors call for a deep-cleaning of the house and and annoying "Are they here yet?" questions every five minutes.  The worst thing is when the visitors are staying at your house. When visitors stay at our house, there is a continuous amount of chaos that stays the entire visit.  The first day is the worst, especially when you've just moved because people want to tour the house and catch up.  Visitors always ask about one thing that I really don't like to talk about. That one thing is school.  School isn't really fun for me to talk about, but my little sisters love it, and they talk forever about their school and classes.  It's annoying how much my family talks, and I think I'm the only one that doesn't talk a lot.  



     When we moved into our new house, Katie, my older sister, Nick, my younger brother, and I got our own rooms.  Unfortunately for me, Katie's room became the guest room, and so she got a nice big Queen bed to sleep in.  I got stuck with two twin beds in my new escape from craziness.  My personal space was now a hotel room.  




     Now we have visitors coming throughout the month.  We don't even have a day of rest before the next people come.  The visitors are in Katie's room. Guess where Katie is... MY room!!! It's bad enough when you have little siblings sleeping on your floor every night because of nightmares, but Katie doesn't just have to sleep there for a month; she has to live in my bedroom for a month.  That means that she uses my stuff and takes up my personal space for her convenience.  Already, my desk is gone, and soon it will be my bathroom, and then the worst... my closet.



     Yesterday was a giant sleepover in my room. The only one who didn't sleep was me.  My little siblings come into my room almost every night, and then they wake up at five in the morning and bother me.  What also doesn't help is that they snore! 



     My personal bubble will be popped for the next month.  It will be an adventure for sure.

Friday, October 12, 2012

Steps to Waking Up You Heavy Sleeper Sister: Part 1

Shake her really hard:  When you are trying to wake up your little sister at 6:30 a.m. before leaving to school, you may come to realize that eight year old girls don’t want to wake up.  Therefore, you may have to wake her up by shaking her a lot.   First you start by shaking her lightly; you then grab her by the shoulders and shake her until she opens her eyes.  I tried this for a couple days, but eventually my little sister became immune to the shaking.  




My little sister sleeping on the couch.  We tried to shake her, but she wouldn't wake up. 



Assist her in opening her eyes: Another way to wake up your heavy sleeper sister is to assist her in opening her eyes.  Softly pull your sister’s eye lid up and wait until they open the other eye before you let go.  Sometimes your sister may become immune to this to, and they’ll simply slap your hand away and go back to sleep.  If that happens, go to the next tip. 


Tell them they have five minutes to get up sbefore school: My little sisters wake up at 6:30 a.m. so that they can shower and read before school.  If your sisters have to get up early, it’s really effective if you go into their room and tell them that they have five minutes before their school bus leaves.  I can tell you from personal experience that telling them the wrong time gets them to literally jump out of bed.  


Tell them your dream: All of my siblings enjoy enlightening everyone else about their dreams; you can wake them up by sharing your dream while sitting on their bed.  Eventually, they will hear your voice and want to share their dream with you thus waking them up.  
    If all else fails...
    Drag her out of bed.






    To Be Continued...

    The Beginning

         My name is Madeleine, but I go by Maddie for short.  When asked to write a blog on something I like to do, I immediately thought science, piano, singing, but after pondering about it I thought, I love being a little sister and an older sister.  I have one older sister, two younger sisters, and one younger brother.  I love playing and messing around with them.  Since I'm one of the three middle children, I decided to go for it... Confessions of a Middle Child.
    My little sisters Natalie (left) and Brigitte (right) I am in the middle

    Us messing around

         I researched three other blogs that have to do with either being a sibling or part of a family.  There aren't very many blogs about being a middle child, so I guess that my idea is original.  The first blog that I researched is Life in the Middle. The special feature of this blog is that Zulu has guest bloggers such as Ariel.   Ariel writes about the advantages of being a middle child.  My favorite part is "I always know where the line is and I know how to cross it and not get caught; I’m independent and responsible; I’m observant and calculating" (Guest Blogger: Making Lemonade). I'm really good at crossing the line... and not getting caught doing it.  This blog's tone is fun and captivating, and I want to be like this blog and make my posts fun and interesting to read. 

         The second blog that I researched is Middle Child 20 This blog's tone was very upsetting, but the blog itself was very colorful.  I liked this blog because it's very vibrant and makes you want to read because of the colors.  The blog was all about the hardships that the author is facing including some relatives suffering from cancer.  She wrote the blog to help her get through her hardships. I liked how the author shared her feelings and shared personal things. It helped me connect to her.  I hope that my blog is appealing to the eye and helps other people to get through their life by making them laugh. 

         The last blog that I looked at is Mid Kid Musings.  This blog has an upsetting yet humorous tone.  It's about a boy who writes about how hard it is to be a middle child; at the same time, Bruce, the author, uses humor to make the blog more interesting and fun to read. It had very cool pictures too.  I will use what I learned from his blog to make sure to make my blog very humorous, and I will add pictures too.