My baby brothers turn 21 today! That officially makes me old! I was thirteen when they were born. I used to give them bottles and burp them and in return they would poop all over me. We would walk them around the kitchen and bounce and walk and bounce and walk to get them to stop crying. My dad used to fill the wagon thing on the back of the tractor with pillows and we would put them in there and he would drive them up and down the street to get them to fall asleep. I taught them Itsy Bitsy Spider. Now they are probably totally wasted passed out somewhere. Ah, the memories.
Happy Birthday!
Thursday, April 10, 2008
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