Happy Happy 55th Birthday to my Baby Brother, Bob!
It's hard to believe, but the cute little guy above is 55 years old today. There are just the 2 of us kids in the family...and I was the first born. Bob followed about three & a half years later.
As the years went on, it turned out that having a kid brother could be quite useful. I was skillful at getting him in trouble...he got blamed for a lot of stuff I did because, well, I told them "Bob did it!".
How could that angelic little Debbie do all those things? heheheheeeeee!!!
Grandma lived with us & after she died & I moved into her room to have a room of my own, my secret was revealed. One of my favorite ways to get Bob in trouble was that since we were in the same room, I'd sing in bed & tell stories to keep us both awake...I've always been a night person. Mom or Dad would holler for us to shut up & go to sleep & my standard answer was "Bob's keeping me awake!" Well, the first night he had the room alone, he went to bed & fell right asleep. As you can guess...I was the one still awake & talking & singing hours later...to myself...and my secret was out.
Now that we're older & both out on our own...I can't get Bob into trouble any longer.
I kinda miss doing that!
Happy Birthday, Bobadillo! May you enjoy many many more in the years to come.