Can you believe this is the view from someone's office? My brother... I adore him. We have a lot in common other than our looks. When I was sixteen and in the midst of teen angst, he took me under his wing and was my "soft place to fall". And for that I'm incredibly grateful. He spoils me rotten, always has. For most of my life he has introduced me as "My Baby Sister", I don't even think he knows that he says it. Mr. Boy loved going over the Golden Gate. We had learned the history of the bridge a few months back, and it's something we always associate with where Mr. Boy's cousin lives. Seriously, again... Can you imagine you are playing at the local kids museum and *THIS* is the view from the playground? I love it... and I love this little nephew of mine. No, really, I love this little guy. He is the life of the party and has this GIANT vocabulary. I wanted to take him and his older brother home with me.My brother is an all star BBQ chef and an outstanding host. He made us the most amazing meals, and I came home well fed and rejuvenated. Mr. Boy tried all sorts of adventurous foods, like crawfish. My brother is a crazy talented musician. Mr. Boy wants to be a rock star just like him.
Fine by me! I hope you grow up to be just like my big brother. Rock on little one!