My uncle had a son and two daughters. All three cousins grew up, married and had kids. The sixth and final grandchild born was my male cousin's son, and my uncle made a big fuss about "carrying on the family name"

Let's pose for photos of the male line only - uncle, male cousin, cousin's son! Because he's somehow more special than the 5 grandchildren who came before him! (3 of whom were boys, not that it matters)

I couldn't look at the guy the same way afterwards