The New Baby-1989

No, I'm not having a baby.

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I was referring to the "baby" of our family, Xan. I call him "new" because I am going to share with you how I felt about him when he was born...today 22 years ago. I just shared this story with my friend Heather and got a good kick out of it all over again.

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First off, you need to understand I had been the "baby" for a good 5 years before he came along!

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Yikes, did I just share my age? Back to Xan.

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I don't remember a whole lot because I was only five, but I do remember feeling like I was always getting in trouble and he never was! One day I decided to take matters into my own hands. I brainstormed a no-fail way to get him in trouble. What are some of the rules he could break? Hmmm...I know! You can't write on anything but paper! That's it. I'm going to write somewhere in his room and blame it on him. I snuck into his room while he was taking a nap in his crib. I'm not sure what I was thinking because he was still a newborn but I found a pencil and wrote as hard as I could "N-i-k-i" in the window sill. I'm sure I snickered my way out of his room and waited anxiously for my parents to go in his room and discover what he did.

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Looking back, I can only imagine how funny this was to my parents. There I was, writing my own name, and trying to blame it on my brand new baby brother. Haha!

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Thankfully I warmed up to him, and love having him for a brother. He is such a good person, and always has been. I, on the other hand...well I've learned a lot from him. Of course he isn't completely innocent. He has been known to lock everyone in their rooms thanks to a complex rope and knot system he figured out at a very early age.

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Happy Birthday Xan!