I have three children who were all born within 5 months’ time. Currently they are all ten years old. They are each other’s best buddies, but they are also extremely competitive. Who’s taller? Who’s faster? Who can hold their breath the longest underwater? Everything is a competition.
The other day the three of them came bursting out of my bathroom, the girl in the lead. “I’m the most pounds, mom!” she declared triumphantly.
The boys were quick to dispute her position as heaviest of the three. “Yeah, but it doesn’t count. Mom, she was holding the trash can when she weighed herself!”
Oh, yeah, I do that all the time.