When we were little, i would time him.
“Timmy! Go get me a drink! i’ll time you. ONE, TWO, ……….HURRY UP!” And the beautiful little boy that he was would drop whatever he was doing and get whatever i needed. it was sad when he stopped doing it once he went away to college.
now that i’m a mom, i can see that very soon, j. will happily oblige h. in anything she asks. he looks at her so lovingly and is so proud to play with him. h. worships him too. she will often tell me to speak more gently to him (like when he bites me, i scream) and she’ll say
“mom, he;s just a baby. he doesn’t know.”
i don’t look forward to the time in the future when they will argue about stuff. right now, they are just so darn cute. and i don’t look forward to when H. thinks she’s too cool for her little brother and says, “j, get out. we’re playing the king game.” because i look back on that stuff with timmy and i’m so sad that i was so mean to him. i know, it just goes with the territory, and i know my awesome brother understands that, but it still makes me sad that i ever hurt his feelings. he was such a cutie.
my baby brother has just started his teaching career. i wish him luck, although he doesn’t need it. he will excel, like he does with anything he puts a little work into. he’s one of those people who did well in school without doing, well, anything, and remembers all sorts of minutia about everything from seinfeld to the kennedy administration. annoying, in a jealous sort of a way.
what he doesn’t know is how much his opinion means to me. When i had to quit a coaching job due to some prejudices others had, i received an email from him. nothing major. just a few lines saying he was proud of me for doing the right thing. it made me so happy and i printed it out and saved it.
or when i first met mitt and although he grew up nine houses away from me, he was moving to md and i didn’t think it was going to work out. and timmy said something along the lines of “anything worth having is worth working for.”
or how when i was dateless and sad at a wedding, he danced silly style barry white with me…….and it became our thing…….but it was all because i was sad and he knew that and wanted to make me laugh.
i love you baby brother.
you are awesome.
i’m sorry to have been such a suck big sister at times. but i love you so much and look forward to u2 tonite.
you can buy the first beer.
i’ll time you.
does anyone else feel like they waited all summer for summer to arrive and in fact it never did?
