Middle Child Blues

So there I was, stuck in this weird limbo where my older sister gets all the cool stuff and our parents are always worrying about baby brother. It's not like anyone asked for my input on anything. Last week, Mom announced we were going to Disney World next month, guess who got left behind? Me! So I sneakily borrowed her wallet while she was sleeping one night. Yeah, just a few bucks to buy myself an ice cream cone and maybe some candy from the corner store. It's not like it's a crime or anything; they'd probably understand if I explained it was a reaction to feeling forgotten by my family. But since when did I become so petty? Still, if that gets me an extra scoop of mint chocolate chip... Well, let's just say sometimes rebellion comes in small bites.