2007-11-26 - 6:54 p.m.

Quick recap:
Older brother,
Older sister,
me,
Younger brother.

Okay, onwards:
Older brother visited a few weeks back. It wasn't until I was expecting him to walk through the door in a few minutes that I realised that I'd really, really been missing him. And then when he did show up, it was like that scene at the end of the Cider House Rules when Homer comes back and the children all throw themselves out into the snow to greet him. We all raced out and started telling him stupid things and I did actually remind myself embarrassingly of the kid 'Curly'. Oh, the boring facts I relayed. And Mum hugged him and sunrise, sunset, he's about two heads taller than her now instead of one.

I'm (probably?) going to be living with the older brother next year while we're both studying. Talking over it with Mum today, she mentioned (just in passing, one throwaway sentence) "And he said 'well I really like [Owner] and talking with her so...' " Darlings, never underestimate the power of approving words from older siblings. Even when you think you're past that stuff, you love it.