This is why I never wanted a sister

I did want a sister, in fact begged my mom for one, when I was (I think) 12 years old. I told her if she just had the baby, I would take care of it. I had dreams that I had a baby sister and I kept it in my doll cradle by my bed. It was probably named something like Roxanne or Diane. In reality I was stuck with a mean older brother, who became cooler as we got older. When I got older I realized that having a brother was the best because you didn't have to worry about being thinner than him or fight over clothes or boyfriends. I talk to friends who tell me stories about a parent favouring one sister over another and I feel glad I don't have that kind of competition. I feel special because I'm the only girl and Monti probably feels special because he is the only boy. Now I realize that if I had a sister, I would probably think differently but this blog isn't about "imaginary Shea" but "boring old real Shea". When I had my second daughter I starting to think about how they would interact with each other. Would they fight or be best friends? Would I favour one over the other? Would one be cute/smart and the other ugly/dumb? I didn't know how the whole sister dynamic would work. I'm happy to say that they are both cute/smart and the do get along well most of the time. There is one problem we've been having that I don't really know how to deal with, Grace weighs more than Hanna. Probably for about a year now, Grace has outweighed Hanna by maybe 3-5lbs. The reason they know this is because they like to play on the electric scale. At first I thought it was no biggie because they just thought it was fun. Now I hear things like, "Lamefriend makes fun of me because I told her I weigh more than Hanna." Obviously Grace, for some weird reason, likes to tell her friends this. I think it's because she is masking the deep pain of weighing more than her older sister. I like to overreact like that. They both are a healthy weight but they are built differently, as they have been from birth. I don't think one eats more or gets less activity, in fact I think Grace can be more active than Hanna. I don't want this to be a life long thing where they compare each other's weights. I decided to hide the scale and we're going to have a "family night" about being healthy and everyone has different bodies. I've told each of then many times that everyone's bodies are different and no one in this family is "fat" but I worry that it's not sinking in. I'm a good example for exercising but I'm sure I let things slip about being unhappy about my body. That is something I'm going to work on. We are also going to work on eating healthier which to me means more fruits, vegetables and no more Luther Burgers.