Who’s to Blame?

I have one brother, Taylor, and he is younger.  And by that I mean that he is always wrong… especially when faced with a situation of parental wrath.  Some of you may think that being the baby in the family is the best thing to be, and that the baby always gets spoiled.  Those of you who think this way have not been in a two-child home: a situation that, by some natural force not yet known to science, results in one wiser, more mature, older sibling, and one immature, pestering, trouble-causing, younger sibling, who is always to blame.

Now, to be fair, I must qualify the actual effects of this natural law of which I have spoken: the fact that the younger sibling is always at fault is not his fault.