Aunty Acid by Ged Backland for October 09, 2022

The first one gets the most photos in the family album.

I have two sons, I’m proud to say they’re both weird (take after their old man).

I resemble that remark!

My alias says it all.

Normal is boring.

An Aunty Acid solution: Too bad parents can’t arrange to have their first child third, and have their grandchildren before their children. Might that make everybody happier? Scientists, start working on this!

Don’t worry, additional ones tend to perfect their weirdness.

My first wife was weird.

I will have to send this one to my older sister.

and the ones that follow are stranger yet…

Doesn’t Walt get any “credit” here?

EXCUSE ME? Eldest/only children, to arms. . .man the battlemouths. . .

In our family it’s the 2nd child that’s heck on wheels.My mom’s younger brother was in and out of jail his whole life and my younger sister is unstable and a royal pain.The only thing my sister and I ever agreed on is – we each only had 1 child.We never wanted our kids to suffer with siblings.

I’m a first child and I’m not weird…

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Not mine! The first one was a genius, the third one was a rule breaker. The 2nd is covered with tattoos, considers herself a practising witch and has had three husbands.

Well you have to consider who the weirdo mother is Aunty.

in MY FAMILY ..it’s the 3rd child.. ME

As a first child I must say that I have always embraced my weirdness! I will be sending this to my husband, daughter, and granddaughter, who are all firsts too.

It is said the first pancake is for the dog. Ahh, tradition.

I was an only child, but I was in so many foster homes that I became and introvert. Oh, and when I make pancakes, it’s the last one that’s weird when I run low on batter.

I was an only child. So was my older brother.

I wish I had been an only child!

Aunty, the first child.

I’m second, and, I. Are. Not. Weird. I’m the normal one in the whole bunch.

Hey! I resemble that remark …

It all depends on the batter.

Aha! That explains everything about me! (Actualy, I prefer to think of myself as “unique”.)