I was blessed enough to receive a born-in sidekick. At four years old I did not count it as a blessing at all.
I wanted a little sister. I wanted someone I could dress up and play dolls with, but mostly someone to boss around.
I got this, but in the form of a 10 pound little brother.
This is was not what I had planned.
Before he was born I got to use his bookshelf as a two-story Barbie house, I didn’t have a lot of rules about when I had to be quiet, and I got all of the attention all of the time before this little creature came along.
That year for Christmas my Papa built me an awesome two-story Barbie house complete with furniture, so that sort of made up for the whole bookshelf thing.
Through the years I really learned to appreciate this kid though. Sure we fought, I often made him scream on purpose, I really enjoyed pulling his hair, and it drove me insane when he made weird noises, but at some point all of this grew on me.
Now this kid is one of my very best friends.
If you’ve been around me for any time at all you have heard me brag on him about what and amazing young man God has made him.
He makes straight A’s, he accomplishes anything he puts his mind to, he is a friend to everyone, he is quite handsome, he’s a hard worker, he’s very honest about everything, he’s absolutely hilarious, and he has a super cool sister.
He continues to astonish me with his kind heart and wisdom that can’t have come from anywhere but the blessing of God.
We know how to have the most amount of fun, we know how to laugh the hardest (usually no one else even knows why we’re laughing, including mom), and we know to be there for each other through everything.
This wonderful blessing turns 17 today. I almost can’t believe it.
I love you kid. Keep your head up and continue standing up for what you believe in.
Until next time,
Life is my Comedy Show