Once upon a time, I tried sending my brother to his room. He refused. I probably yelled. It was in the early days when I was 8 or so and Mom first let us stay home alone for short periods of time.
I remember my Dad taking me aside afterwards and saying quite firmly, “Amy, as the oldest you are in charge. But Sam is your deputy. You don’t get to boss him around. You work with him.”
I honestly don’t think Sam and I have had a fight since.
Happy Birthday to the best deputy a sister could ask for! I hope you have another incredible year. (And also, thanks for giving me the best nephew on the planet. More pictures of him always welcome. 😉 )