Tonight I was sitting in the basement with my brother watching TV and chatting with him. The baby was starting to get quite active, so I had a hand on my belly to feel the kicks. I looked at my brother with a grin and said, “You want to feel the baby?”<\/p>\n
There wasn’t even a pause before he said, “No!! That’s just… weird!”<\/p>\n
I laughed and said it felt like something tapping on my insides. He shuddered dramatically and said, “Ewwww.”<\/p>\n
Sometimes they are still little brothers – even when they’re “grown up”. LOL! Of course, this is a person who sticks his finger in his belly-button and then chases my mother around because he knows it grosses her out…. so I’m not so certain you could categorize him as “grown up” yet anyways. ;)<\/p>\n
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I do make it a habit to go down to his room and sit there and chat with him every day. I used to do that all the time before I moved, and I really miss it.<\/p>\n
Saturday night I was out with my college friends all evening for dinner. I ended up not getting home until 11:30. I walked in and poked my head into my brother’s room where he was gabbing with a friend, and he said, “I forgot you’d gone out. I was thinking, ‘Nat hasn’t come downstairs yet. Weird.’ And then I remembered you weren’t here.”<\/p>\n
Later that evening, as I sat at my laptop checking in on things online he comes wandering into my bedroom with a cookie and a glass of coke, settles himself on the floor, and starts telling me about this and that. I love that I’m his sounding board. I am not in his circle of friends, I am not going to gossip, I am not going to judge. I just listen. I just feel extremely priviledged that he lets me in on his life like that.<\/p>\n
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Today the whole family was in the car driving home from somewhere and my dad started complaining (yes he does this often) about some passing car’s headlights. “Fog lights, pah! There’s no fog! And those are too bright to be fog lights! They’re ditch lights!”<\/p>\n
Cory and I said at the exact same moment, “Bitch lights!” Then we looked at each other and started giggling.<\/p>\n
Sometimes I think we share a brain. (And no, we’re not twins!)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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