I got some unsolicited advice from my mom (I love my mom) about spacing kids 3 years apart.
Apparently 3 is the magic number. We weren't even talking about ttc. I don't know how we got onto the topic. Oh yeah I do know. She was talking about how good I was as a kid and how C is a lot like me in temperment [sp?]. And my mom believes we all got along (and by we I mean her 3 kids) because we were spaced apart by 3s. Brother #1, three years later Brother #2, six years later me. And apparently this contributed to my easygoing nature.