Why it is OK to have a baby brother

I got a bit jealous this evening when mom was nursing Huxley and she tried to get someone else to do the bath, but I've generally been pretty OK with having a little brother. He's boring, but we count his toes sometimes and I get to help by putting things in the dirty laundry or in the trash. When he first showed up, I got to eat lots of cool things at the hospital with mommy (graham crackers, pudding, juice) and daddy took me to the zoo with the rest of the visitors. Daddy isn't big on the zoo, so that was really nice of him.