“I’m everybody’s favorite,” my sister spunkily proclaimed to me. I’m the oldest of 5, and my two younger sisters had driven back to my mom’s as a surprise for Easter. Aileen, the self-proclaimed favorite, enters herself into everyone’s phone as their favorite; she signs all of her cards “your favorite”; she enters “Aileen’s day” into people’s phones. I responded, “I don’t have any favorites.” “That’s not true, your favorite is… “ my sister proceeded to explain to me how everyone …