Family

 

This is a picture of my mom, me and my brother Scott. We are not quite two years apart in age so we were pretty close as children - if there was no one else to play with we always had each other. My mother loves to tell the story about when he came home from the hospital - he was about oh three weeks old and I wasn't quite two, My mother woke up in the middle of the night wondering why he wasn't crying to be fed and who I was talking to. My mother came into the room and there I was in the crib with him and he was stark naked with his diaper pins stuck there in the mattress. Seems I had heard him cry and scaled the crib and decided to change him myself. Don't know why my mom was so freaked out LOL. When Scott started talking he was completely unintelligible to anyone but me. I talked for him until he started kindergarden. We went camping with my parents every summer and Scott had an obsession about catching frogs - so much that the people in the campground called him "The Frogman". Scott was really really shy and wouldn't talk to strangers but the folks at the campground figured it out and if they wanted him to talk they would ask him about his frogs LOL. When we were little, I had Scott convinced that if you pulled on toes hard enough they would fall off so I used THAT threat for years LOL. Although it doesn't look it in this picture, we look very much alike today - spitting images of our dad. We didn't always get along - gawd knows we both bear enough scars today of our squabbles lol. He's gigantic now with arms like thighs and he towers over me but he's my little brother and I love the big dope - who btw has a terrible memory and can't remember half of the things that happened when we were kids (lucky for me mwahahaha).