I was an exuberant, energized, excited nine year old boy. Okay, let’s face it, I was a wild, hardheaded, and spastic child. Only being in 4th grade, I really didn’t know much about...you know...the “talk”, the birds and the bees, you understand? After my parents divorced, when I was three, and my dad remarried when I was seven, I didn’t think about my life with siblings besides my older sister. I would’ve just assumed living alone with my dad until I graduated, but that was unrealistic. It wasn’t until my dad talked to me about having another brother and sister, that I started thinking about the rest of my life. He told me “Son, what do you think about having another sister?” I went ballistic. What? Another sister? I want a baseball playing, guitar strumming, B.O. smelling brother! I was young, stupid, and unaware of what was about to take place in my life. On October 10, 2003, my baby sister Alexa was born. My first sight of her was at my house two days later. It was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.

That is so sweet :) you're a great big brother !
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I wiah I had an older brother sometimes hah .
Scoot man this is great. It is hard to take in something or someone new that we do not want, but when we take the chance or hangout with them a little bit we can see that it really is not that bad. Besides your a pretty cool dude, and I bet your a great brother to her as well.
ReplyDeleteThis is really heart-warming. (: I'm sure she feels just as lucky to have you, and the poor kid who tries to date her.... well, anyway, this is a really great lesson about how change can change you for the better. (:
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