Sister

So my eldest sister is in town. She, her husband, and their child are moving from Texas to Alaska. Christine's husband has been sworn into the National Guard in Alaska. Makayla is the most adorable eight month old I've ever met.
Can you hear the "but" coming on? I don't know where I fit into my sister's new family. Plus, I don't completely trust her husband. He is not the type of someone that you meet and trust right at the first. Over the past few hours (they cam in around noon yesterday and are leaving this morning) I've grown to trust him a little bit more. But the thing is I think I know where I fit in with her family. I fit in as "The Teenager". This has never happened in my family. At least, not with my second eldest sister (and the closest sibling I have in age and in heart)and my mother. They both respect me and listen to me without dissing everything that pops out of my mouth as hormone ridden rubbish. My sister (the married one) only talks to me like that (or "teases" me of being a teenager and hormone ridden) when she and her husband are together. Or if she's talking with Mom. My sister is not very stable, mind you. She should be on medication... but she's not. She is better than she was a few years ago, but still.
I don't like being "The Teenager". I like being "Bitsy". We don't tease like that in my family anymore. Christine's "teasing" has always held an ounce of truth, making it hurt more than it causes laughs.
I just want to be "Bitsy".