Just a little something dedicated to my little brother - who actually makes my days a LOT more interesting. Love ya, lots, lil bro! <3
8 and adorable
He's taller than the average eight-year-old
His weight coordinates with his height - somewhat
Anything with wheels and a motor/engine
Playing with other family members
Sleeping with Mommy
Telling jokes (I didn't say they were good)
The songs, "Break your Heart" and "Dynamite"
Reading (anything, including the backs of cereal boxes)
Doing Math (ewwwwwwww)
Shoveling snow with Dad
Cooking with Mommy
Bugs (or anything that has more than four legs and crawl or fly)
Being bad at something
Cleaning up after himself (he does it eventually . . . he's just lazy)
Being yelled at (Wow. Really?)
Being asked to be a model by some lady at the mall*
All in all, he's just one lovable little round thing. Yes, I think I just made him sound like a newborn pup, but whatev. He's cute.
*One day he was at the mall with my mom getting a haircut and when he came out of the salon and they were exiting, some lady - or rather, a girl in her mid-twenties - approached my mom and told her that her son is 'so handsome' and would he like to be a model? My mom said no, of course. And then later on I teased my brother and asked him if he wanted to be a model and he was like, "No!" with a pout-face. So yeah. That's the story. I still tease him. Ha. Ha.