Dear Little Brother,
Do you remember when we were younger and still living at home?
Do you remember how our bedrooms shared a wall?
Do you remember how you would play really loud, awful music at night?
Do you remember how I would hit the wall and tell you to turn it down?
Do you remember how sometimes you would hit the wall back and then turn the music up?
Do you remember how after I thought you were asleep I would sneak in and change the station and turn the radio down?
Do you remember how after I got in bed you would change the station back to your station?
Do you remember how we did this every single night?
Well...I remember too...and I've been mad at you all these years for the lack of sleep you caused me.
BUT...I want you to know there is a way for me to get over being mad...
Just keep having kids as cute as these little guys:
Except now I'm thinking...I'll bet your wife is the reason these kids are so cute...
So maybe I'll still be mad for a while...
I guess you could make it up to me one other way:
Chocolate Chip Cookies.
Your Big Sister