Today is my baby brother’s birthday. Everyone knows that the “baby of the family” is always the spoiled one – the one who gets to do everything as a teenager that his older siblings were not allowed to do, the one who is perfect in the eyes of the parents, etc. Sadly, this is not the case for my baby brother. No sir. He was oppressed. Seriously. I never even knew this until recently, but the poor child was forced to do SO. MANY. CHORES. once my older brother & I were out of the house. He had to do all of his chores, plus all of ours. Man. My chores involved cleaning my bathroom and vacuuming the kitchen. Hm. Randy’s chores were vacuuming the living room and…um…not sure. Wow. I couldn’t believe it when I heard he was forced to do so much work and shoulder the weight of being the only
slave child at home anymore. And all this time, I assumed the huge dish of ice cream Dad served him every night was just because he was spoiled. How could I have been so wrong? Oh, maybe because I had ice cream about…twice, other than birthdays, when I lived at home. But I’m not bitter or anything, because he certainly deserved the ice cream after such wrongful treatment.
I tried my darndest to find an embarrassing or dorky picture of my baby brother. But of course, I only have cute pictures on my computer because those are the ones I chose for my parents’ anniversary album I made last summer. So, this is as dorky as it gets:
And, in case you haven’t figured out the palindrome birthday yet…Palindromes are words spelled the same forwards as backwards…like Anna or Mom. Today is a palindrome: 01-02-2010. I take no credit for coming up with that on my own. Saw it on Facebook.
Happy birthday, Mike. I’m so glad that you don’t hold it against me that you had to do all my chores when I moved out. You’re a great brother, husband, dad, coach, teacher, uncle, and friend. Thanks for being so involved in my kids’ lives and for being so giving and fun.