Oldest child complex

For those who don't know, I'm the eldest of six children. Being the oldest child is really hard sometimes, yet it has it's benefits. Like being able to have a "do what I say or else" policy with my siblings. Lately though, my ability to "speak softly and carry a big stick" has been declining. You see, I have finished growing... mostly. My younger siblings on the other hand have not. This poses a problem. I am used to mostly getting my way, but its not working out that way all the time now. For instance, my brother Jeffery* no longer does what I tell him to do. It used to be that I could tell him to bring my a snack or get me my backpack and he would do it. Now he says no, and though I hate to admit it, I can't force him to do it anymore. *Sigh* Maybe thats why I've been so grumpy lately. Doing your own work is harder than it looks.

*Name has been changed to protect his identity. (For you Tiff.)