Childhood was pretty good. I have six brothers and sisters and I was second from the last. We had the usual sibling dramas, but we generally had a lot of fun. Our parents were firm, but kind and funny as hell. We always ate together at a big table and manners were strictly enforced. I was the family comic and got away with a lot of shit that the older kids never would have. I think parents mellow as the number of kids increase.