Smelly-Boy Brother is the funniest, craziest kid around. You will never be bored with him. He's awesome.
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| wasn't he just adorable!? |
We adopted my brother when he was just 7 months old. His real mom was on drugs while pregnant with him and that's why she didn't want him. She then got pregnant with another little boy and said she's going to do "right" by this one. Sad, huh?
Well, I guess, all in all, it was a good thing, because I got a
little brother. He was so tiny when I first got to meet him. I remember it was
snowing when we drove to where he was staying. We took him to
Sizzlers to have a family dinner with him before things were finalized and we got to bring him home.
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| like father, like son |
When the day finally came to bring him home, we were all so
excited. We set up a crib in my room and got everything ready. I thought it would be no big deal sharing a room with a baby, but boy, was I wrong. Since his 'mother' was on speed while pregnant with him, every night he would have withdrawals from the drug and scream bloody murder every night. So I usually ended up sleeping on the couch.
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| all dressed up! |
A few years later, we moved into a bigger house and we both got our own rooms. He still wasn't talking, but wasn't crying every single night like before. He eventually learned to walk and around 4 or 5, I believe, starting saying a few words. Which was so much better than his "mah" he would say
all the time! Haha. And, surprisingly, he couldn't even say my name, and he's been hearing it ever since he was born...his biological sister's name was Sarah, his foster sister's name was Sarah, and now his adopted sister's name was
Sarah. And nothing...I don't think he could say my name until he was 6 or 7. Little booger.
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| the tool man |
He was later diagnosed with autism, tourettes syndrome, and bi-polar. He was put in special needs classes and was considered a few years behind 'normal' kids at his age. At least that's better than what the doctor said: "he may never talk or walk, ever." Man, was he wrong! He's more hyperactive than regular special needs children and needs a lot of attention...a lot and a lot of constant attention.
Ever since he was little, he was always into sports and building things.
Bob the Builder was his favorite show. "Can we fix it? Yes we can!" That was stuck in my head almost every day! And like father, like son, he played (and still plays) almost every single sport: soccer, basketball, football, hockey, bowling, and baseball.
Hard-Working Dad helps coach almost all of the teams he's on. All the teams, except for hockey, were for special needs kids, so he got to interact with other kids like him. He's even got the privilege of traveling, by going to Florida to play football.
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| basketball |
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| baseball |
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| bowling |
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| football |
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| soccer |
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| hockey |
Even though little brothers can be annoying, he was great to play with. I remember my
sisters and I would always dress him up and play "house" with him. He loved dressing up for Halloween too. He was mostly always a super hero or a 'modern day super hero.'
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| paging doctor Smelly-Boy! |
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| Super Brother! |
He has a personality that
everyone loves. Anywhere we go, someone knows him...either the grocery store, a restaurant, or the mall. Even in baseball, when they had buddies help out, they always wanted to work with my brother.
He's now in high school and so
big! He always can make me laugh, but knows just how to get on my nerves. I love him so much!!
