There is a common theory, or "syndrome," for the youngest child of a family. The youngest child is said to be spoiled, not as intelligent as siblings, coddled by parents, and one to take unnecessary risks. While I agree some of these facts may be true, I feel that the negativity behind being the youngest child is rude.

I am the youngest of three and the only girl might I add. I will admit I am spoiled and grades did not come as easy to me as they did for my brothers throughout high school. I do not agree though that I was in any way "coddled" by my parents or took any more risks than my brothers did.

Honestly, I probably took fewer risks. I see myself as the best-behaved child, but that's just my opinion.

While growing up, my tastes in clothing and accessories changed drastically. I attribute that to the time period in which I grew up and the school which I attended. I cannot help that my brothers grew up before me and had different tastes in clothing.

Plus, I am a girl. I am going to have more expensive tastes.

My brothers and I are all four years apart making the older of my two brothers almost ten years older than me. That is a HUGE difference when you think about how quickly trends change.

We grew up in a military family, but when I say we I really mean my brothers. My older brother moved 10 times, so he had the worst of the "military brat" life. I moved five of those times but was practically an infant so nothing affected me. Unlike my brothers, I have lived in the same neighborhood for 12 years. This was stability they were not given.

I was never really a "daddy's/mama's girl" growing up, but was equally close to my parents. As I've gotten older, I have become closer to my mom who has a passion for shopping. We now share this passion (LOL.) My brothers absolutely hate this. They think I am spoiled. I don't disagree.

I understand that I am spoiled, but I believe I deserve everything I have been given. To my parents, I am already a successful young adult. They are proud of me, and I am proud of myself for all that I have accomplished thus far in just three short semesters.

I am sorry that I am the youngest child. I did not ask to be born last.

I am sorry I am the only girl. Guys, I asked mom for years for a sister! When the elves request Christmas lists for Santa, I am always the first to send mine in with links and pictures.

I am sorry, but I will no longer be unless you stop being rude about it.

Your baby sis,

Meg <3