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Oldest Child Syndrome

April 13, 2007

Sunday, April 1, 2007

Oldest Child Syndrome

Warning: Random thoughts are all I can produce this morning, so read ahead at your own peril. Actually that’s not much different than any other day.I took the kiddos to Walmart the other day for a super fun time. Actually I needed to utilize the 1 hour photo, so I told them they could bring a dollar and find a cheap toy. Like I need any more of those around my house. So Zoe and Jackelope grabbed their moola, and of course Chaz being the oldest has to one up everyone and claims, “I’m bringing three dollars.” I try to ignore the rattling change in his pockets as I whisk The Cuteness into the car seat and pull my shoulder out of the socket dragging it to the van.As we paraded down the center aisle my kids noticed all the Easter baskets full of cavities in pretty boxes and more stuffed pink bunnies than should be allowed at one time. Zoe said, “Hey, Easter’s in two weeks!” Jackelope said, “Yay! Easter.” Chaz said, “So. It’s not like we get anything. What’s the big deal. It’s just like St Patrick’s day or something.”Keep in mind, this is a 9 year old. Mr Know It All, and I’m so above all my syblings because I’m the oldest. I didn’t really say much then, not being much of a multitasker, and being very focused on getting to the 1 hour photo. But I did mumble something about it St Patrick not being God raised from the dead.

I really don’t know what’s gotten into that kid. I love him to death, but I’m not sure I like 9 yr old boys very much. We’re talking about a kid who claims green beans will make him throw up, yet he will concoct various recipes on his own and consume them. Like applesauce with saltines crunched up in it , and peanut butter and pepperoni and lunchmeat sandwiches.

And after the other two with money finally got it through their cute little heads that 1 dollar means you can’t buy anything over a dollar, there’s Chaz counting out all his change in the middle of the toy aisle to discover he actually had $2.15, and couldn’t buy what he wanted. He got candy instead. The dentist will love us on Monda

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