We’ve all heard about the role of birth order in the development of our personalities, whether you’re an ambitious, uptight first-born, a sociable, peacemaking middle child or the creative, laid-back baby of the family. In the nurture vs. nature argument, I’ve always assumed this was primarily a nurture thing. We are, after all, generally harder on our first children because we have no idea what we’re doing. Then I had kids of my own. My first-born came out of the womb competitive and tightly wound, while my second child has been relaxed and dreamy from day one. I know my parenting, for good or for ill, has enhanced these traits, but still I was surprised. Observe Exhibit A – this is a coloring page for the state of Vermont. Did you know the Hermit Thrush is the Vermont state bird? Anyway, child #1 matched the original picture flawlessly, studiously staying within the lines. Child #2…well, the picture speaks for itself. Insert prosaic comment about how we’re all special and how it takes all kinds of people to make the world go round. I’m just glad I don’t have to be anyone else. Seriously, I’m exhausted just watching you.