Birth Order


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Birth order is an interesting thing.  Some people swear it goes a long way in determining personality characteristics, some people are dismissive of the idea that it has influence. I grew up the youngest of four kids and my siblings love to tell me how easy I had it.  They say that our parents were pretty much broken in by the time I came along — the novelty of parenting had worn off, they were older and more relaxed and had less expectations of me.  My sisters and brother tease me about how spoiled I was — and possibly I did have a slightly cushier childhood than they did.  I have a good friend who keeps me from being smug about that by reminding me that no matter how old I get to be and no matter how much life experience I have — in my growing-up family I will always and forever be the “dumb baby”.

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  1. Karen Vache says:

    Dumb babies we may be, but at least you have some fairy wings or at least you used to. I know for a fact that you had some you wore at the SFCC plant fair!

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