Ooh. What if my siblings are doing it wrong, and I can point this out and taunt them*?

Okay, my impulse to exploit this for purposes of sibling mockery is probably evidence that I'm Doin It Wrong, but we all know that anyway.

{*Footnote: my family has a well-developed line in gallows humour, and a shared loathing of pop psych. I am not mean.}