The Jeff Conaway thing makes me stupidly sad. Between Grease and Taxi, he was a huge favorite of mine when I was younger.

Jess, I don't remember Ben or Jake going through that, but they were both older than Dylan when younger sibs showed up. I'd say encourage him to pretend sometimes, when you have time to play with him, and see if the extra cuddles help.

Jessica, Liv went through this stage BIG TIME--acting like a baby, talking like a baby and wanting a bottle and binky again. Sometimes, you just need to cuddle them and reassure them that they are YOUR baby, no matter how big they get. I'd go along with her playacting once in a while and then she'd tire of it and want to be a big girl again.

By the way, I may be writing a column about this if you don't mind!

By the way, I may be writing a column about this if you don't mind!

Of course I don't mind! Can't wait to read it.

Thanks, everyone. It really is terribly unfair being a big kid - if he kicks Aeryn, he gets a talking to. If Aeryn kicks him, he gets hold not to put his face near her feet. I'd be mad too!!

Our friend's 3-year old refused to walk for several weeks after they brought their new baby home last year. I don't know anything specific the parents did got him to stop, maybe they just waited it out? Anyway, it got to the point where his pre-school was saying they couldn't take him if he kept refusing to walk. I know it was all hugely stressful for the parents and then it was over and he was back to his previous normal. KIDS! sheesh.

I was so stupidly excited to be an older sibling, it was crazy. It was like the biggest bestest doll anyone could ever give me. I have no idea how I'd handle reticence.

I was three and a half when my sister was born. Suddenly I noticed I was getting a lot less attention from my mom. But I understood the reasons for it. I was sad, thinking I'd never have that much attention from my mom again, but I just accepted the situation.

I was three and a half, too, and my mom said my only real acting out was giving up naps after Charlie was born, which sucked for her.

It was like the biggest bestest doll anyone could ever give me.

This was me. Bossypants in the extreme, I had him following me around, playing my games, my way, by the time he was two.

I was told by my siblings that when I was born it was more like getting a puppy than a sister.

My seven year old sister, who was the baby when I was born, starting demanding a bottle whenever I got one.

Toilet Paper: How America Convinced the World to Wipe

Toilet paper took its next leap forward in 1890, when two brothers named Clarence and E. Irvin Scott popularized the concept of toilet paper on a roll. The Scotts’ brand became more successful than Gayetty’s medicated wipes, in part because they built a steady trade selling toilet paper to hotels and drugstores. But it was still an uphill battle to get the public to openly buy the product, largely because Americans remained embarrassed by bodily functions. In fact, the Scott brothers were so ashamed of the nature of their work that they didn’t take proper credit for their innovation until 1902.

“No one wanted to ask for it by name,” says Dave Praeger, author of Poop Culture: How America Is Shaped by Its Grossest National Product. “It was so taboo that you couldn’t even talk about the product.” By 1930, the German paper company Hakle began using the tag line, “Ask for a roll of Hakle and you won’t have to say toilet paper!”

As time passed, toilet tissues slowly became an American staple. But widespread acceptance of the product didn’t officially occur until a new technology demanded it. At the end of the 19th century, more and more homes were being built with sit-down flush toilets tied to indoor plumbing systems. And because people required a product that could be flushed away with minimal damage to the pipes, corncobs and moss no longer cut it. In no time, toilet paper ads boasted that the product was recommended by both doctors and plumbers.

Now I want to travel back in time before the days of toilet paper and walk into a store and say, "Jesus Christ, what the fuck am I supposed to use to wipe my ass after I take a shit?"

The most common solution was simply to grab what was at hand: coconuts, shells, snow, moss, hay, leaves, grass, corncobs, sheep’s wool—and, later, thanks to the printing press—newspapers, magazines, and pages of books. The ancient Greeks used clay and stone. The Romans, sponges and salt water.

So on Gilligan's Island, I'm guessing they used coconuts and shells.