I'm the oldest of seven and when I was a kid I remember that when one of us screwed up exasperatingly enough, an interesting phenomenon manifested itself. This was mostly confined to my grandmothers but my mum and a couple of aunts fell prey to it as well...they would blurt out the name of every sibling until they got to the right one to give us hell! Hey it made me laugh!
I was one of six and my folks scrolled through all the names as well... I have seven kids now and I get it... i scroll through the names too. For some reason the one i'm addressing always comes out last. LOL
Matt, Bud...Mark! Second oldest of 5. In school, especially my last year...when the principal would call kids to the office for butt whippings, detentions, or whatever...he would always call me last.
I also now understand why my dad would just throw **** away when no one was looking. If you weren't actively using or playing with something, it vanished "anyone know where my bike went?" "i threw it away... you hadn't ridden it since yesterday"
My dad never did that. I got the "if you toss it you'll need it" from him and knowing my grandfather as I did, I know where my dad got it from! My grandfather would spend an afternoon in the garage (never owned a car) with hammer and anvil, pounding old recovered nails straight so that he could use them again.
I am the second oldest of seven. Parents got tired of parenting after number four. The baby got spoiled by his older sisters, still gets spoiled by them, and it definitely has affected his personality. He is 44 years old now and sometimes acts like a 14 year old.
