Andrew 12 x 365

“The world’s most agreeable baby”, Andrew developed a temper at eighteen months. Every day was his “the worst day ever”. We laugh about it now and Andrew, calmer but still occasionally volatile, cringes at tales of his tantrums. I wouldn’t change him for the world. Andrew, my second-born, my son.

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Otter said…
What is it about second born sons?
9/26/06, 4:57 PM
Indigo Bunting said…
I have friends who say if their second-born son had been first, there would have been no second. Of course, he turned into a calm, cool (in both senses) intellectual, someone you can't even imagine having tantrums.
9/27/06, 7:59 AM
Cedar Waxwing said…
That's good to know. (and I've said the same thing - about there being no second if the second had been born first).
9/27/06, 11:38 AM
Bridgett said…
Funny...I have one of those second borns downstairs right now. Second born daughter, but the same mantra applies. There would have been no second if Maeve had been first.

My mother says the same thing about my younger brother Ian.
9/29/06, 1:36 PM
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