It is good to be the oldest sibling…

This evening my son I were talking and the story of my youngest sister pooped in the bathtub with all three of us girls were in it.  He asked, “Why do all of the embarrassing stories happen to Aunt Krisie?”

Well, I had never really thought about it like that, but it is the beauty of being the oldest.  When I was doing embarrassing things, my siblings had not yet been born or too young to know any better.  Unfortunately for Krisie, I remember a lot from our childhood.  Oh, the benefits of being the oldest…

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