Ah~ It feels good to be home again~
For about a week now I have been with my dad, my stepmum, brother and littlebrother in our summer house.It was kinda fun, I don't have much to do there. So I've been watching a heck load of movies. (Mostly for children, I have watched Curious George and Wallice & Gromit I don't know how many times.) I was actually suppost to be with my dad for 3 more weeks. Today I was going to go to my stepgrandma on the other side of the country by car, which is an 8+ hour carride.
Now, why am I home and not in the car?
For some reason my adorable 1½ year old brother devopled this really bad habit of repeatingly hitting me everytime I walked into the same room as him, sometimes when he just saw me, when he was tired or hungry or when something didn't go the way he wanted. If I was in the same room as him(Which was very likely, we only held ourselves in two different rooms.), he would run up to me and start hitting my leg or sometimes even my face.(Which hurts like hell, Glasses doesn't go well with hits.) I couldn't go near anyone who was holding him because he would start waving his hand to hit my face. I pretty much became his bag-o-punches. We told(and yelled at him.) him god know how many times that he's not allowed to hit anyone. Dad had a small theory that it might be because of my glasses. Though, I tried to walk around without them for a while without much results. We have no idea why he acts like that.
He doesn't really just hit me, he just hits me the most and I'm the only one he will run up to and hit. He hit my little sister around 3 times according to her and my cousin got his hand waved at her a bunch of times(But I have to say she had it coming. She was teasing and annoing him by giving him stuff, taking them away and then having him chase after her. He really wasn't happy about that.). He have, of course, hit my stepmum and dad a couple of times, but it was only when he was hungry or tired and you pretty much have to expect getting hit by your 1+ year old child as a parent.
Another reason why I am not in the car that have slightly something to do with my baby brother:
I am carsick. Basicly, If I sit in a car or a train for a longer time I will start to feel like crap. This is something my brother and my dad also has. (I bet we got it from dad, you and your genes dad! You and your genes... ;A; ) There's only about 3 places in a car where you can sit and feel at least less crap. The two front seats and in the middle of the back seat. I can obviously not drive the car and the front seat if for my brother, So I can only sit in the middle to feel less like crap. The problem?
I am sitting next to my adorable little brother.
So, if I'm going to sit in the middle. I have to deal with my carsickness AND getting hit repeatly. GREAT FUN. What's even better is the fact that my little brother have a bit of problem of reaching me, so he's kicking me in the chest instead, WHICH HURTS ALOT MORE.
Plus, my dad and stepmum will sometimes change position so that dad can have a small rest and he HAVE to sit in the middle.
So yeah, it will basicly SUCK riding a car for god know how long. (Sometimes it take 12 hours to get there.) Also, all the breaks depends on my little brother. If he sleeps, we might have to skip a break so he can continue to sleep. (He wakes up once the car stop moving.)
Dad, I love you. I love you alot and I love being with you. I'd love to visit my stepgrandmother, she's awesome and it's fun being in her house and with her. I love my little brother alot too, I really do. But I get a bit depressed that I can't be near anyone or even him without getting hit all the time. It doesn't hurt alot, but it still hurts. Maybe it's silly complining about getting hit my a 1½ year old and I know you have tried your best to stop him. I hope I can be with your more next summer and I hope my little brother have stopped his bad habit by then. Heck, I hope he have stopped doing that by christmas.