It was a burden to be the eldest, Pearl thought, as she watched her sisters arguing between them over who got to hold the baby next. At least Merry wasn't here. He argued louder than Nel and Vinca combined.
Peregrin was sound asleep in her arms, oblivious to his squabbling sisters. His ability to sleep through anything was a particular habit she was glad he had. She eyed her sisters. Especially in this house.
"Go outside, you'll wake the baby!" she scolded. They pouted at her, but obeyed. She smirked. Maybe it wasn't so bad being the eldest after all.