You know, the unspoken rule of who's the top dog - right on down the line to the one who's fighting for the next, better spot.
You see it everywhere. In families, at work, amongst friendships - even on Survivor.
Having been at the top of my family's pecking order (oldest sibling) and watching the interactions of my kids and other people's kids - the rule of the pecking order never really changes.
The eldest is (almost) always the top dog. The younger, weaker, whatever are always at or close to the bottom - trying in vain to over throw the top dog, or at least next in line to be in the "better" spot.
A few weeks ago my sister in law and her three littles stayed with us. Her eldest is my daughter's age & two younger boys. Now, my sister in law was the baby of her family. She sympathizes with the plight of the youngers. Me - I was the eldest, so I see my niece bossing her little brothers around and I think "you go girl". To an extent, of course. My sister in law didn't like how "mean" her daughter was being to her younger brother.
I thought it was funny - because I can STILL relate to that specific family dynamic.
|I may be the shortest, but I was in charge!|
You know that some of you elder siblings were doing the same thing, or similar!
Looking back now, no I wasn't always the nicest and I'd do anything to have my brother back now. Of one thing I'm certain, as mean as I may have been, my brother always knew that no one would mess with him (besides me). He knew that I'd always look out for him and even though I'd be the first to kick his butt, I was his big sister and I loved him. He also knew to come to me for help if he was in some sort of trouble, or was in a situation he couldn't handle and didn't want our parents to know about.
He also became one to "not be messed with."
The next in line after Eric is my baby brother, as I still lovingly refer to him. He and I clicked. I loved him and cared for him and protected him, because, ya know - he isn't the one who came along to steal my mommy & daddy away - it was that other one.
Eric, however, didn't see the new little "invader" in the same way & he was the one to keep our baby brother in line. After all, THIS kid is the one who stole HIS mommy & daddy away from HIM.
It was a healthy line of respect, even if it seems really whacked!
I've got two of my own children. Ten years apart. Now you'd think that pecking order wouldn't come into into play with such an age difference... not so!
I vividly remember a day when my darling son was teasing the ever living crap out of his sister. There was really no harm, he was just playing. When it got to a point where she was upset and started to cry, I intervened. I asked him why in God's name would he continue to tease her - after all she's 10 years younger. His reply? "Expressing my dominance, mom." I let it go. No on was hurt, nothing mean spirited or violent was going on. She was just pissed she wasn't getting her way. PECKING ORDER!
|It's good to be queen...|
To learn that even though there IS an unspoken pecking order - not just at home, but in life - she can still climb her way through & not take anyone's crap.
She'll learn that the pecking order isn't just about being in charge - but setting an example of loving and caring to the younger ones.
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