One of our family traditions growing up has been getting breakfast in bed. We always got to pick out our breakfast the night before, and knew we'd get woken up to the whole family singing us "Happy Birthday" with a big tray of food. This was always especially fun because all my siblings had to sit around and watch us eat.
My birthday was a bit different than my other siblings... you see, Meghan, my oldest sister, has a birthday just 5 days after mine. Though she was a few years older than me, we ALWAYS had combined birthday parties, and ALWAYS had the exact same gifts. It didn't bother me as much, since my birthday was first... but poor Meghan always knew what she'd be getting for her birthday 5 days early.
This got me thinking... about my baby... (which I do quite frequently)... and his birthday. For those of you that have forgotten, Brady is just 9 short hours younger than his cousin, Jack. I am sure they will have many birthday parties together (because Brady will be so popular Jack will want to meet all his friends...)... but Brady will know his gifts before his actually birthday, because he will see what Jack opened. This was all fine and dandy when I was growing up because it was a surprise to ME... but not to Meghan. Do you see where my problem is here?? Brady is now Meghan and Jack is now me!!
That's all I got.
Poor Brady! I feel for you Nephew!
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