My name is Janine and I am a stereotype. They're all there for a reason (stereotypes) and I am one of them. People always say, and believe me I was probably the LOUDEST of them all, that the younger kids in families always get off so easy. Life is peaches and cream for them. Life is so unfair for the oldest and the youngests just slide by, getting everything and getting away with everything. "They" say that parents are tired, which is true to an extent, but I do find that when it matters I still discipline my youngest when he needs to be. I might just find that it's not quite as often as the other two needed it. Shhhh.
Well it's true. It's true in our family as it's true in most. The third, the youngest, gets away with everything! Why? Because we cotton-pickin' laugh at everything he does because he has learned SO much more at a MUCH earlier age than the other two ever did.
What do we laugh at? We laugh at our two year old saying, "Daddy, I kicked da monster in da nuts!" We laugh when he says to his older brother, "Come on you Doink!" Or when he says, "Mommy, put my shoes in da dishwasher cuz I peed in dem." Or when he says to me, "Mommy I will have a brownie," to which I reply, "No, no more brownies for you," and the next thing I know he has climbed up and is sitting on the counter eating the brownies straight from the pan. Or when he says, "3...2...1... Bus Stop!!!" (instead of 321 blast off- get it?) Or when he says, "Mommy you have a penis?" Or when I asked him where my friend's baby was and he said, "In da uterus." I laugh when he quotes movies like "Dennis the Menace" and walks around randomly saying, "She's ugly! She's ugly! She doesn't share!" Or finally when I hear him say (with my back to him) "Oh Mommy, that's tasty," and I turn around to see him scooping straight-up sugar from the bowl and eating it.
I shake my head because #1 would have never done or said these things. I laugh because that's what stereotypical Mothers of third borns do- they laugh. That's why the baby is always the comedian. That's why the baby always gets away with stuff. And here I am, admitting my faults to the world, because that's what I do.
I ain't perfect and never claimed to be. I am forever changing. I am forever learning. I am forever eating humble pie. But truth be told- it's my favorite kind of pie to eat if I get to eat it while laughing my way through life with my family!
