Today’s blog post is about siblings.
I have two brothers, one older and one younger. As the middle child, you can pretty much guess what it was like for me growing up.
The interesting thing about us is we’re about four years apart in age. Plus, our birthdays are bunched together. Mine’s in January, while John’s is in February and David’s is in March.
Even though they can annoy me at times with their constant teasing, I wouldn’t trade them for anything.
We’re a lot alike in the physical appearance, but as for personality wise, we’re completely different.
My brothers are more outgoing than me, they like kid around with others. As for me, I’m the shy one of the family. I’ve been like that ever since I was a kid. I just remain quiet and mind my own business. Although, now that I’ve gotten older I’ve began to come out of my shell more.
I get teased a lot about my personality, my brothers think I’m “uncool” because of the way I live my life.
I try to ignore their teasing, but most of the time I have to end up giving them a good slap upside the head.
That’s what it’s like with me and my brothers.
We may be crazy and get on each other’s nerves, but at the end of the day we love each other.