I am over-the-moon excited right now. My parents are hitting the road to go visit my brother and my two older boys and I are going to hitch a ride and surprise him. It is perfect timing. Not only was it my niece’s birthday Tuesday, but my nephew’s birthday is Saturday and my brother’s birthday is on Monday. Talk about love, fun, and happiness!
When I think of hanging out with my brother I get giddy. I haven’t seen my brother in a year! It’s tough when you live so far apart. For the most part my brother and I have always gotten along, aside from a few brother/sister spats and trying to annoy the crap out of each other. Me pounding him with my fists while he’s defenseless because he’s laughing too hard to fight back and mocking me “baby fit, baby fit.” Good times. The four year gap between wasn’t enough to drive a distance between us. One of the most important things my brother taught me is that ALL men/boys need to be taken care of…
- 2am grilled cheese helps prevent a hangover.
- Reminders of Mom’s birthday…and getting the gift.
- Sisters are for baiting worms on your hook.
- Cover-ups so you don’t get in trouble with the parents.
- Explaining to the neighbor that I was the only one home and we don’t own a bb gun.
My brother is one person I can totally be a geek with. I don’t even think my husband has seen my full geek-ness. My brother is the one that taught me how to punt a soccer ball WITHOUT kicking it back over my head and into my net (that was embarrassing). My brother taught me where all my parents’ christmas present hiding spots were. My brother taught me the names of all the key players in Star Wars, which has helped me be a great boy mom. He taught me to climb trees, get dirty, and if I hang upside down from the tree mom won’t make me wear dresses anymore. He made me a lover of any movie with Steven Segal, Jean Claude Van Damme, or Adam Sandler. He’s just awesome. I can’t wait to get down there and hang out, have a couple of beers, and tease mom. No one really “gets” it but my brother.
Virginia here we come. Hope my brother doesn’t read my blog…it might ruin the surprise.