Sometimes I think about what it takes to be an older sibling. It requires special moments, like convincing your kid sister to tie one end of a string to her loose tooth and the other to the doorknob then slamming the door shut, which does not always extract the tooth.
I wonder if Julie would be tricksy enough to pull similar feats. Then she Dares me to drink a day old coke from McDonald's and I am reminded why she was not chosen to be the eldest of her brood, because I was gonna drink that coke anyway.
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