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You never realize when you sibling does that whole growing up thing everyone talks about. You remember that little baby that royally pissed you off, for just not getting "it." What's so hard about understanding that this is my toy, not yours? I mean c'mon, it isn't rocket science. When they finally become an adult, and start making adult conversation it kind of hits you. Who the hell is this adult standing in front of me asking me about the presidential campaign, and politics? What happened to the little girl that loved chocolate milk more than life? She's still trying to figure out who she is, but part of me will always remember that snot-nosed little kid who could cry on demand.