I am the youngest of three. I have two older sisters. By being the youngest of the three, I was able to make some observations and take in some lessons as I was growing up. Something I learned early on was that your siblings are going to torture you. They are going to tease you, steal your food, make fun of your hair, clothes, and anything else they feel will bring them humor when making you miserable. I also learned that they will always protect you--they will be right out the door is anyone tries to be mean to you or mistreats you in any way. I always couldn't wait to have their hand-me-downs. I also learned that by the time their clothes were given to me, a lot of them went out of the trend that was current at the time.

I learned some things not to do such as randomly bring home a dog (although they grew to love her). I learned that it's much better to sleep at a friend's house for the times you were out drinking in high school. I learned that being by being the youngest, I had the advantage of watching my sisters get in trouble so I knew exactly what not to do. I learned that older siblings will always think that the youngest gets away with more things. Being the youngest, you will always be referred to as "the baby" even when you are 22 years old. You will be the last of things. The last child that goes through school, the last one that goes to prom, the last one to move out of the house. I've learned to be patient with how my mom reacts to things, because I am the last one. After me, there is no other child to watch over or have in the house and I am going to experience her feelings when I am a parent one day.

I've learned that I have a close relationship with my parents as the youngest child. I've learned that I fully believe that the middle child of a family will do whatever they want. You will always hear the oldest sibling say that parents were much stricter with them than they are with you. I've learned that I will always say that my parents saved the best child for last and I will repeatedly tell my mother that I know I'm the favorite, although she will always disagree and use the line "I don't have a favorite" (but I think she does and I'm convinced it's me). I've learned that I'm able to see how my older sisters went about saving, buying homes, and just general adulting which can help me with my own future decisions. I've learned that I'll always compare myself to my sisters. But most of all, I've learned that I love being the youngest child.