Friday, May 30, 2008

I don't remember a day when I didn't love my brother. But, having two boys has given me a whole new prespective of boys. They dearly love one another one moment and are whispering secrets and conspiring against their sister and are yelling at each other the next minute. Any time Will yells or cries, we automatically say,"Patrick, stop it." Usually that gets to the root of the problem. Will looks up to his brother. Patrick was 7 1/2 when Will was born and I feared that they wouldn't be very close. I was wrong. Will loves to watch TV in Patrick's room or watch him play baseball. There is a lot to say for having a brother.....

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