Thursday, March 12, 2015

What It Means To Be the Third Child

It means your mother will leave you on the floor in front of the woodstove while she makes meatloaf, where you will be subject to your oldest brother's idea of fun.


Cubby: "I dressed him in the prettiest clothes because he's dancing!" The prettiest clothes being handkerchiefs? Right.

And the best part? You won't even care. Because you're the third, and that means awesome*.

* I'm a third child myself, but I am in no way biased about Jack's awesomeness. At all.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

He looks awesomely delighted!

Sherry said...

What a cute baby!

Anonymous said...

At least those eyes are dancing! Mary in MN

Daisy said...

Jack seems to like the attention! Is that a little baby smile I see?