A couple of weeks ago, while straightening Lillie’s room she found her baby (scrap) book and asked to look at it. Macy found hers and said, “This can’t be MY baby book, there’s only 1 page in it.” Lillie’s has almost every second of the first three years of her life in it.
I guess it’s the 2nd child syndrome. No, I don’t love your sister more than you, I just don’t have time for you…. or something like that.