Oh Brother

I rarely write about my family not because don't think of them but maybe because I'm always with them.

Anyway, I just was wondering how siblings can grow up so much alike.

My youngest brother and I are so alike. He's a boy and I'm a girl and we like the same things. We can sit all afternoon and talk about Prospekt's March and we'd be very happy. When something happens, we'd just look at each other and all so suddenly burst into laughter. We have the same quirks and mannerisms too. And it's amazing how we understand each other in a weird but funny way. He's like a mini-me or I'm like his girl version-- which I find really funny and awesome, to think that I'm six years older than him.

Danne