Tuesday, September 7, 2010

We Like This One Best.......

"I brought you into this world, I can take you out.  Doesn't make any difference to me.  I can make another one that looks just like you."
      Bill Cosby - Himself

I'd like to say my mamma didn't raise no dummies but I've got three siblings.  At any given point in time at least one of them could be doing something so stupid it completely defies logic.  Still, my parents will claim to love us all equally.  They lie.  I have proof.  It's a picture.  I found this picture when I was about nine years old.  As noted above, I'm one of four kids.  There is my sister, First Born and First Daughter, then me, not only second born but second daughter.  Just a spare there.  Next is my brother.  As child #3 he normally wouldn't rank at all except he's the First Boy.  Then the fourth, a boy also.  Who like me should just be a spare but gets the title of The Baby. So there you have it, The First Born, The First Boy, The Baby and......me.  So there I am, looking through a bunch of family photos and I happen upon this one.  It's of the aforementioned older sister (First Born!!!) at six months of age.  Gotta admit, it's a cool picture and she is rather cute.  I can see why they kept her.  I might have too.  It is their first try at it and they had no idea that they could (and would in another two years) do better. 

Cute isn't she?  I would have kept her.  Maybe.....
And then I turn the picture over and read the back.  It says "We like this one best." WTF!!!!!  What do you mean you like this one best!?!  YOU ONLY HAVE ONE!!!! The next one isn't even due for another 2 years after this picture was taken. How can you like her BEST already!?! When did you decide this?  Did you even wait for the other three to come along FIRST!?! Or did you just decide to pick a favorite right off and save the trouble of doing it later? 

Your Honor, the prosecution would like to enter Exhibit A into evidence
So there you are.  I'm nine years old and I find out I can't even hope for the title of The Favorite Child.  Second born, second girl, just a spare, nothing special there.  Later my mom would come up with some lame ass excuse for the wording on that picture but it took her about 20 years to do it making it's validity rather suspect.  Don'cha think?

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