Sibling Love.

Eason ~ That Sibling of Mine.

Makes an adorable toddler (along with a little help from Brittany).

Eason and his fam :).

Little man wanted Pops and had a slight fit to get to him.

When all the 'national' sibling day craz was going around. I waited...

I waited...

I waited a tad more...

And I finally texted Eason and asked where my shout out was?!

He said there wasn't going to be one.

That was it. 

He didn't say I love you.

Or you're my favorite sister (even though I'm his only sister).

He just said he wasn't going to give me a FB shoutout.

So I boycotted him for a day or two.

He didn't care.

I got over it.

And then I decided I'd give him a shoutout on my blog.

B/C I'm awesome like that.

And I love my brother.

Like errrr-day.

 I probably loved him as a baby. I may have even dropped him once or twice? Never know for sure.
 He was the first kid that got on my nerves.

The cry-ingist toddler one will ever know.

Man what a tattle teller he was (or - was that me?).
A kid coffee drinker. He'd only drink coffee Nanny Zel made for him that basically consisted of sugar, milk, and a splash of coffee.
This kid LOVED to eat cereal for every meal.
He only ate veggies or meat if it had loads of this sweetened concoction our Nanny made for him. - Brown sugar & Ketchup.

Power rangered & Wrestlemaniaed me all the flippin time.

So much smarter than I. Which totally got on my nerves at times.
He was in the gifted and talented class and I SOOO wanted to be (but wasn't until I got in high school).

Was the best at EVERY baseball position he played. Catcher, Pitcher, Shortstop, etc. Was such a natural athlete.

Turd Turd Turd.

Always there for me.

Only kid I can tell just about EVERYTHING too and he still has to like me :).

His picture should be next to sarcastic in the dictionary.
Hilarious. He can tell you a story and make you pee your pants.

Will be mean as a snake to me but will never let YOU speak a dirty word about me.
Gun Cray Cray.

I've mentioned he's a turd. Like totally. But I love this kid. I wouldn't want another sibling to share Sineath childhood with. To vent about our parentals too. To send daily selfies too. Such a fun kid to share joyful times with. He will lift you up on a bad day and sing your praises when you've had a wonderful day. 

I know that he is someone that I should celebrate more than just one 'holiday' a year. I'm proud of him and his family. I'm proud of his job. I'm proud of his fiance. I'm proud of his toddler that I adore. I'll talk crap about him in a mili-second. But don't YOU dare say a word about him :).

I love you Eason. You Turd You.