Growing up in the Hoy family was different, unique. Most kids in most families eventually attempt to hurt or demoralize their siblings by claiming that the sibling was adopted. Yes, it's not politically correct nowadays -- and it was never really a bad thing in reality -- but kids are kids and somehow the claim was perceived to be hurtful.

Not in the Hoy family. See, when you've got a father who calls himself "Mr. Wonderful," well, it's tough to live under the same roof with an ego that huge.

No, in the Hoy family the attack line wasn't that the despised sibling was adopted -- nope, it was that they weren't. In the Hoy family, no one wanted to claim Mr. Wonderful as their sire.

So, in the spirit of Hoy family unity -- I'd like to point out scientific evidence that I, and not my sister, was right.

I was adopted.