Today I am off to visit my fratastic little brother at Ole Miss. I still can't fathom the fact that he is a sophomore in college and nearly 21 years old. In my mind, he's still the 4 year old little brat that I used to dress up in tutus and boas.
When I was younger I desperately wanted a little sister, but instead I got stuck with him. Rather than dealing with the fact that I would never have a sister, I insisted on treating my brother as a sister and dressing him up in my most girly dress up clothes (high heels and all).
It's a wonder that he turned out even half way normal.
When I was younger I desperately wanted a little sister, but instead I got stuck with him. Rather than dealing with the fact that I would never have a sister, I insisted on treating my brother as a sister and dressing him up in my most girly dress up clothes (high heels and all).
It's a wonder that he turned out even half way normal.
We've gone from playing dress up together to bar hopping together. Oh how the times have changed. It's a strange day when you're talking to your little brother and the phrase "Will you go buy me another drink?"comes out of your mouth. He shouldn't even be in a bar, much less be buying me drinks in a bar. He should still be sitting at home playing video games and assuming girls have cooties.
When did you grow up?!
Love you, kid!