so i went out to meet my oldest little brother at my middle little brother’s football practice so i could take him to play handball. he doesn’t like just sitting around waiting for it to end because he gets bored soooo easy lol. and i got there early so i figured i’d watch my brother practice a bit. I was trying to give him a a couple more weeks to get settled in before i started watching his practices so i could be all big bro-status and give him epic pointers on how to do better, but i saw something i didn’t expect to.
my lil bro made friends bigger than him. and they surrounded him like a perfect barrier against anything. most epic metaphor ever
of course i felt a little displaced like my lil bro who needed me to protect him from everything no longer needs me, but i was so happy for him. he’s really learning how to be on his own. adapt to the crowd around him. fit in and be comfortable. i no longer need to worry about him when he’s not around me because now i know he will be ok.
so i just leaned on the gate with the proudest big brother smile on my face watching him from across the field(if he knew i was there, i’d lose my element of “even though you don’t see me, i see everything you do.” lol). my mikey is finally growing up and he’s not doing too bad at it. although there are some times he catches that additude and i want to kick him in his throat….
but that’s 2 out of 4 little brothers headed in the right direction for their teenage years. my little washy is not too far behind, and my wayyy little samuel isn’t going to be a pain in my ass until im in my 30’s. …you have no idea how much i cringed that i’d be 30 lol…
but that’s all i ever wanted. yeah i’ll miss michael not coming to me that some bigger kids were messing with them and he wants me to handle it, but i know he got it. although, if he ever comes home with a non-football related bruise, some kid is getting his ass kicked lol.
i love you mikey!! keep on making me proud.
til next time. stay frosty