Not a puppy

"Two little boys, Steven (5) and Mike (3), spent the spring of 1980 peppering their mother with questions about new babies.  They were terribly disappointed when I, their baby sister, was finally brought home.  Not only did I cry all the time, according to them, but a puppy would have been more fun.  The family eventually grew fonder of me, my moms says it happened around my 30^th birthday.  "

Just an excerpt from an autobiography I had to write for school.  Yes, I'm back in school.  I even got to work in some lyrics from Outkast.