Six-year-old E.R. wrote this poem as part of a school project:

Fighting

It’s my turn on the slide.

My sister fights with me.

I get somewhere first.

My sister fights with me.

I climb up the slide.

My sister fights with me.

I climb up the ladder.

My sister fights with me.

The end.

E.R.’s mom Elizabeth, who blogs at Confessions of a Mediocre Mom, submitted this piece along with this commentary:

I am an only child, and everyone tells me this is completely normal sibling stuff. I still can’t help but think that if her only inspiration is the animosity in her home life, perhaps I should put that college fund on hold and start saving for therapy instead.

We say keep the college fund going, Elizabeth, because anyone with a sibling or who has more than one child will agree:

• Poems such as this are perfectly normal.

• Poems such as this could have a hundred verses.

• Poems such as this could fill a thousand volumes.

• Poems such as this were undoubtedly etched into the walls of caves during prehistoric times.

• Poems such as this will be written a thousand years from now on whatever people write on at that time.

Siblings. Fighting. Yes.

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So, any memorable “fighting” episodes wtih a sibling that you’re willing to share in the comments section below? How about your own kids? What do they fight about? (It may be quicker to discuss what they don’t fight about.)

Ding! Ding! Let’s drop the gloves and talk sibling scraps!