I am an only child and sometimes it really sucks. I know, I just burst your bubble people with siblings. Sure there are those only children who didn't have to do chores because they were so precious and sure there are some who think they are special snowflakes. BUT, that's probably not the norm. This post is about realities.
I want to be clear that I don't begrudge my parents at all that I'm an only child. They tried their hardest to give me a sibling. It just wasn't in the cards apparently. So this is in no way an attack on them. It's more my rant as to why I refuse to let Squishy be an only child and why being an only child isn't all it's cracked up to be.