My babies
Today my father actually did something considerate- he invited Ben and I out for lunch. He had Liam and Po in tow and thought that it would be nice for us to be able to see them. I was stunned by his newfound benevolence.
It was so pleasant to see my babies again. Liam now takes pride in telling people that he’s two and a half, and has an affinity for recycling trucks. Po is as potato-like as ever, and has more fat rolls than I have fingers.
Liam received a tour of my high school, which was truthfully just an excuse to introduce him to my friends. Teachers passed, and I heard one mumble they just get younger and younger.
I feel as though I should wear a t-shirt that says ‘This is my brother!’ in BIG BOLD LETTERS.
I am sick of all the disapproving stares I receive when I am seen walking my babies.
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EssenceOfInsanity
People assume too much. One time my friend and I were out with my youngest sister and some lady stared at us and we could tell what she was thinking. But, my sister is only 7 years younger than me, so that wouldn’t have been possible.
Nov 22nd, 2008
Baja-Ma
Back in the day when I was only 1 year old, my family went to the mall and my mom left me with my cousin(he was like 15) for a few minutes. He told me girls came up to him and said, “You have such a cute child.”
After that, he always used me to attract the ladies. 
Nov 22nd, 2008
yoonamaniac
Maybe not calling them “your” babies might help people to stop that.
Nov 22nd, 2008
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