Where Are You in the Birth Order?

This weekend we went to visit my parents in Michigan…

…and we had the best time smelling the campfire, climbing haystacks, and crunching the snow. I also saw my beloved college roommate, Alison, pictured above, and she felt the same as always.

Also, isn’t it strange that you revert to your childhood self in front of your family? I am 100000% the eldest daughter and act accordingly. I understand the logistics, make reservations, and get directions.

It’s funny, I have twins, but I’m 2 minutes older, so my family has always treated me like the firstborn. “Yes, 100 percent, you are my sister,” my sister said a few years ago. “I don’t even know what to say. It’s just a fact that I’m a middle child. You know how middle children make peace? I’m like, well, I’m a middle child and I go with the flow.”

The question is, where are you in your birth order? An only child? Oldest? The youngest? it’s complicated? Do you think it influences your personality? I would love to hear it. Also, to those who observe Ramadan Mubarak, and Happy Lunar New Year!

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