Monkey-Angel: As Far as Little Brothers Go....

Of course he is now bigger than me.
And I now love him to bits. But when he was little I didn't like him much.
There is a 10year gap between me and my younger brother and I was not impressed at the age of ten when mum announced I was going to be a big sister. I was even less impressed when I was left to baby sit from the age fourteen because both my parents had to work long hours.
Mum used to make me take him for a walk in the pram when he was a baby. I wanted to play with my friends.
So I used to scare him, he would scream. End of walk.
Then when he was a little older he was fascinated with our little bar heater. I told him over and over not to touch. He wouldn't listen. So I stuck his little finger right on it. He never went to touch it again. No, I have not lived it down and am reminded frequently of how horrible I was.
My teenage years were spent trying to 'bring him up'.
I would get him breakfast, make him brush his teeth, walk and pick him up from school and even take him out with my friends. And the thanks I got? He would constantly dob on me. And I would constantly be in trouble.

Now things are different. Not only is he a great little (big) brother but he is also one of my best friends.

So while visiting him and his lovely girlfriend on the weekend I ~~made~~ offered them to have a photo shoot.
I love you both, hope you love your photos :)