That's My Timmy!
So, my little brother was over this weekend, visiting and playing Madden with hubby.
His name is Tim...Timmy! Although, I actually have called him 'Tummy' since I was like 14 or 15 when he hit his first growth spurt and was suddenly bigger than me. He's gigantic...as far as I'm concerned...and I remember when he couldn't even see what was on top of the refrigerator! But I can still beat the crap out of him...which is sort of my duty as the eldest.
He's 21 now, which is so friggin' hard to believe considering I still remember where I was and what I was doing when he was born and he actually was smaller than I was at birth. He's actually turning out to be a pretty good person...although, after having grown up with him being a little pain-in-the-ass I would never mention anything like that to him.
We also don't really look anything alike...although we do have the same nose. He looks just like The Momma and I look like the other half of the union that we just don't speak of, meaning our father. I am the luckier of the two of us though, even if it is only because I didn't end up with the widow's peak hairline like him and my mother's side of the family!
Anyway, I decided that I needed actual photographic evidence that he is like a foot taller than I am and I'm 5' 6.5". No one ever believes that he's that he could possibly be that much bigger (He's nearly 6'5" and weighs somewhere around 230 pounds)...also, no one ever believes that I am the elder of the two of us. So hubby took some pics around the time lil' bro decided I make a pretty good arm-rest (this would be what caused the scene in the above picture).
In conclusion...Tummy is the biggest little brother ever! He's freakishly tall in comarison to the average person.
posted by IvoryValentine at 2:14 PM
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Timmy has grown into a relatively decent normal man. I think your mom should be proud (you too cos I know you helped). Now if we could just get him a girlfriend and stop his friends from dying everything would be perfect!!!
I am proud of him...but like I said, I ain't telling him that. He knows though with all the yelling I've done about him being irresponsible over the last couple years. And hopefully we've seen the last suidice amongst his group of friends. That's also a little hard for me to deal with since when I was watching him grow up, I was watching them too.
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