I, on the other hand, felt like I was losing my edge. We'd try to play sports together, and Emma would effortlessly block my shots or outrun me. Our parents would joke that I was being "dethroned" by my little sister, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of insecurity.
Last year, my sister and I went to a massive music festival. I’m barely 5'2", and in a sea of thousands of people, I was quickly getting claustrophobic and pushed around. My younger sister, who stands a solid 5'10" and has the shoulders of a volleyball player, noticed me struggling. I, on the other hand, felt like I was losing my edge
A simple, "Yep, she got the height, I got the [insert your trait here]" or "Good things come in small packages" shuts down the comparison without making it a big deal. Last year, my sister and I went to a massive music festival