I Hate Brian Wilson
or
Bermuda, Montana, Come on Pretty Mama
Key Largo, Virginia, Baby Why Don’t We Go…..

My sister and I have gotten a lot closer over the past couple of years. We have become friends. I can’t even begin to describe how much this means to me. Her entire family is incredible, and when I visit Texas it gives me a taste of what it is like to have children. it ain’t always fun and games. Examples:

-stitches
-a 10 year old riding his brand new several hundred dollar electric scooter into an iron fence which causes his face and hand to hit said fence also. The scooter is bent up and the kid is bleeding crying, and now he and his younger brother are scared of the scooters that you have just spent well over $1000 on.
-Beach Boys cd’s “turning themselves on” at 4 AM and although you really like Pet Sounds, the Beach Boys invading your dreams can be creepy. And when Kokomo comes on it is just too much and you are out of bed at 4:45 AM, confused. I have been singing the line “god only knows what i’d be without you” for 5 days straight. When will it end?
-Real arguments about Coca-Cola.
-Having your SUV broken into and the DVD player that was a gift for your sons is stolen, and now they are sad and scared because there is crime in your upper-middle class neighborhood.

All in all, it’s not like it is in the movies or on TV; it’s better. And when one of those kids says something clever or funny or smart, just as an Uncle all I can do is smile from ear to ear and give them a hug and laugh. I can’t imagine the feeling that you get when they are your own kids. You guys are so lucky. You have the greatest kids in the world. God only knows what I’d be without you.