I'm the Oldest

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"I'm the oldest!" Johanna proclaimed.

"No! I'm the oldest!" Alex replied.

"No I am!" Peter shouted.

The triplets have been bickering about this argument all day ever since they met the new twin students in class, one of which, constantly reminded his brother that he was born a minute before him, therefore, making him his older brother. It was one of those arguments that only three five year old triplets would care so much about.

They went back and forth until their dad's car pulled into the parkway. Nick hops out of the car and walks over to his triplets with his arms wide open. The three jump into his arms, nearly tackling him to the ground. They all chuckled, and they walked to the car. After five minutes of helping them all get buckled into their booster seats, Nick put the keys into the ignition and made the drive home.

"Dad?" Alex asked.

"Yes Alex?" He responded.

"Who is oldest?"

Nick stopped to think for a second. He wasn't in the delivery room when Judy was having them, and they never really talked about it because it didn't matter to them who was oldest, so he had no way of knowing that answer.

"Is it me?" Alex added.

"No! It's me!" Johanna shouted.

"No! Me!" Peter called.

Nick rolled his eyes. He wondered if Judy or her parents ever had to deal with that argument what with so many kids, and more importantly, how they could even remember all the ages of their 28 different litters.

"Okay, okay, settle down, you three."

"But Daddy, who's oldest?" Johanna asked. They sure were persistent to know.

"I don't know, Jojo. We'll ask mommy when we get home. We're having spaghetti tonight!" He said with false excitement for the triplets.

The three gasped and all shouted, "Yay!" Nick sighed, anything to make sure that they would stop fighting was good enough for him. Nick pulled into the driveway and put the car into park. The three hopped out of their car seats and ran up to the door, waiting for their dad to come and unlock it. Nick took his time walking up to the door, making sure that the car was locked. He put the key into the lock and opened the door. Peter, Johanna and Alex rushed into the kitchen to find their mom to get their answer.

Judy saw the three of them running towards her and smiled. "Hey kids!"

"Hi mom!" They all shouted, still running at her at full speed.

"Uh-uh-uh! No running in the kitchen please!" As soon as she said that, the three halt in a line giggling as if it were a game of Red Light Green Light. "Come on, let's go hang up your backpacks real quick." She said herding them towards the coat rack. Nick hung up his jacket above the triplets how hung up their backpacks on their designated hangers. She leans up and places a brief kiss on his lips.

"Mommy! Who's oldest?" Alex asked.

Judy's ear perked and she looked down at her son. She didn't catch what he said. "What honey?" She asked.

"They want to know who's oldest." Nick answered.

The three lined up again bouncing on their toes waiting for their mom to answer.

"Oh?" She said playfully. "Well if you want to know. Johanna is the oldest."

The little bunny's eyes lit up and she giggled with glee.

"Who's the second oldest?" Alex asked.

"You are." Judy replied. His eyes also lit up. She looked over to her little fox pup to see a small frown beginning to form on his face. She compassionately smiled. "But Peter was the biggest of you three."

Peter's eyes then lit up to hear that. He too jumped and giggled. She ruffled his head as she stood up. "But doesn't matter how old you three are to me," she said as she rubbed Johanna's cheeks making her smile, "because you will always be my little babies." Judy hugged Alex and laid a barrage of motherly kisses all over his face. The embarrassed bunny tried to escape her hug.

"Mom!" Nick and Judy just chuckled.

"Okay! Let's get you three some spaghetti!" Judy excitedly proclaimed. The three giggled and ran for the kitchen.

"I'm the oldest!" Johanna proclaimed.

"I'm the second oldest!" Alex replied.

"I'm the biggest!" Peter shouted.

Judy covered her mouth with her paw. "No running in the kitchen you three!" She said once more. The triplets slowed their steps and walked the rest of the way.

"Yes mom!"

Nick wrapped his arm around her shoulder and rested his head on hers. "Hey Carrots?" He asked.

"Yes Nick?"

"...I'm older." He said with a smirk. Judy sighed and elbowed him in the stomach. Nick just chuckled as he walked into the kitchen to get himself a plate of spaghetti, before his litter eats it all.