At seven years of age, I was as spoiled as could get. I was a hardcore Mama's boy, getting everything I wanted: all the attention, gifts, and love. My parents would give me the stars and the moon. I just never took the time to notice.
I have changed a lot since then. A complete 360 if you ask me. But I couldn't have done it without the help of one special person.
He came on a March 29 kicking and screaming. His eyes were closed but his intentions were great. Because on March 29, 2003 I finally got some decent competition. Not to mention everyday after that.
Now he's off on parties and play dates almost everyday. He is more of a party boy than me actually-its just not my scene-. But as some parents say that they learn more from their children than from anyone else. I too learned alot from my brother. He is probably the biggest reason I am who I am today. He even got me, into my first fight. Any way, He has matured me in many ways, and through him I have gained much joy and laughter. But thats what kids are about isnt it.
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