I just read a great article in The New Yorker: Spoiled Rotten, by Elizabeth Kolbert. “Why do kids rule the roost?” Oh my, that question would never even be thought of when I was a little girl. Not in my family, anyways. Kids were there to make things easier on the adults. Even Little Kids helped out as much as they could.
Big Kids had jobs: mowing lawn, washing dishes, setting table, dusting, sweeping, helping with the Little Kids. When a Little Kid lost something, which was just about every day, everybody jumped up and looked for it. Nobody wanted to see