The Little Man

aka My Little Brother!

This week he is my little sweety. So I spent the night at my mom's the other night. I was there all day, my mom left and the little guy and I went in the pool. My mom told him he had to watch me carefully since I was on some medication (Vicodin baby!). He watched me carefully as I climbed the ladder into the pool. He wasn't rough in the pool (too much), he let me lay on the floatie in peace.

It doesn't stop there. He lit off some fireworks for me (he was going to light off the biggest one for me, but the parents convinced him to save it). He let me sleep in his bed while he slept on the floor. We played some Nintendo Game Cube (we're addicted to Animal Crossing). When we woke up at 4:30am he was a bit naughty to me. He closed the door, I asked him why. He said because Dad told him to. I said it was going to get hot in there. Here's what he had to say to that:
Boy: You know what makes it hot in here?
Me: No, what?
Boy: When you talk alot.
In other words the kid wanted me to shut up.

The next day he did something amazing though. It may seem small to you, but do remember he is the youngest and most spoiled child. He is 12 and my mom still makes lunches for him. He doesn't do much on his own. He went to the kitchen and made me a sandwich. He made a turkey sandwich with cheese and mayo for me. I can't really chew, but I ate that thing. It hurt, but I ate it. That kid never does anything like that for anyone!