a middle child's nightmare

Mother: Sorsya, kakain na. (then she suddenly remembers that I went out the previous night) Paskong pasko alis ka ng alis ah.
Sorsya: 'Di naman sinabi na Christmas time magkulong sa bahay.
Mother: Ah hindi gusto ko, lagi kita nakikita.

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THIS IS BAD. Since when did the middle child become the favorite? And when I say 'the favorite', I don't mean that as a good thing.

I was happy being the middle child. I was used to it. What did I ever do to deserve too much attention now? argh.