my brother is fifteen years older than i am. for as long as i can remember i’ve called him ‘nerd’ and somehow over the years he decided that ‘nurse’ was the female form of nerd so that’s how he tends to refer to his darling little sister.

my brother and i play this game. ‘i got you last’ – it’s similar to ‘tag, you’re it’ except we only play as we’re leaving each other. never when we’re just hanging out…(cuz that wouldn’t make sense) the point is to be the last one to touch the other.

the game always escalates quickly and no matter how high my heels are or how full i am after dinner, i ALWAYS feel compelled to run after him to get that last hit in. clearly, our game has resulted in crazy chases up and down stairs, object throwing, and (my personal favorite) the time i thought he left and was really hiding near my front door to get me.

we’ve been playing this game for years and years. and i never thought anything of it until i had a friend around to witness it. it occurred to me that perhaps playing our version of tag at 30 & 45 isn’t normal…but it’s playful, fun, whimsical, silly, and always makes me laugh. just like my favorite person in the world.

even if he is a big nerd.