We are 14 years apart and were both pretty much raised as the "only child".
Trevor and Max are 8 years apart. So are Max and Sam.
Trevor called me "Mommy-Sis" when he was little...now just "Sis".
He drank bleach from a cup I left on my bathroom counter...I still feel awful about that one.
When he was a toddler, Trevor liked singing in the car with me...he loved Madonna, The Carpenters and 10,000 Maniacs.
I hated when people asked me, "How old is your baby?" Remember, I was 14. Now I would love to claim him as mine.
I almost got a ticket for driving with Trevor when he wasn't in a car seat. He was buckled in a seat belt.
He loved Barney and was thrilled when a house we rented had a bedroom with Barney purple colored carpet. I was nice enough to let him have it...more like relieved he wanted it!
When Trev was 3 he could tell you exactly what a McDonalds kids meal cost (including tax)...for awhile he was referred to as McTrevor.
He's gonna hate me for this one...
He preferred wearing a Speedo as a child and still does (just kidding).
I cannot imagine my life without Trevor. He is sweet and funny and a great role model for Max and Sam. I love watching him grow up, he makes me proud to be his Sis.
2 comments:
Awwwwww that is so sweet! I am positive you are the best big sister ever! I have a baby sister who is 13 years younger than me. I can totally relate! It still feels like I am her MOM sometimes.
whooop trevor! rock the trunks buddy!
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