Dorothy Ellsworth gulped down her milk, wiped her mouth, and said to Chloe Marshall, "Mommy, I'm all done! I remember now, I'm the big sister. They both have to call me Big Sister. When I get to preschool, I'm going to announce this major event. Hmph! From now on, I'll protect the two of them, because they're my little brothers."
"Yes, you're the big sister. You need to lead by example, not always rely on your little brothers."
"Sigh. I'm a little jealous that Auntie got to have two at once. Mommy, why didn't you have two?"
Chloe Marshall said patiently, "Do you think having two at once is easy? Mommy had just one of you, and I did all the dirty work to raise you. Was that easy? And here you are, complaining about me."
Dorothy giggled, hopped off her chair, and wrapped her arms around Chloe Marshall's neck. "Mommy, if you did all the dirty work to raise me, does that mean I ate dirt to grow up?"
Chloe Marshall sighed. "Of course not, you silly goose."
