Max is the oldest of our typical children. He believes, despite my best efforts to dispel this thought, that being the oldest entitles his to the first and best of everything.
He believes this so deeply, he is totally offended when he is not allowed to go first. The other day the kids were getting into the car and Zoey had beat him in. (I think she secretly loves to torture him in this way…well, maybe not so secretly.)
Max yelled, totally annoyed with her, “I’m supposed to be first, DUDE!”
Her response, “I’m not your dude!”






