today i'm spending most of the day with my brother. he works at target now. so i'm going shopping with a discount!!!
this post with douglas and Isabella playing together was supposed to be followed by this one. but you know. life happens and drafts stay as drafts for days, weeks.... sometimes months.
my brother is one of my closest friends. and i don't have a lot of close friends {as i mentioned here}
yes, D is in red underwear in this picture. this is Billy & i on the swing set with the kids.
don't judge. it's fun. tight, full of fat feelings, but fun.
we're 6 years apart. he's 18 & i'm 24 {25 NEXT month! just fyi *wink*}. he just graduated from high school this past May {see awesome pics here my fave is the one of mathew grabbing billy's butt right when i take the picture. he.lare.ee.us}
we have our moments. i'm sure we've come to blows a couple of times. but we love each other.
about a month after he graduated he came to live with us. he doesn't even have his own room, he's in the {what is now} family room/play room/kid's library/movie room & billy's room. {he didn't like the basement like i had it set up when i posted this}
since he's been here we've had a great time!
the kids absolutely adore him
he makes them laugh. a lot.
we were on our way to grandma & grandpa's for the 4th of July in this one and he was in the back seat with them.
here he's lighting bottle rockets for Douglas {who's wearing Isabella's sunglasses}
and it's nice to just have him here. if mathew is working late & the kids are asleep i can go get groceries. i can go get some coffee... i can go for a freaking drive if i need to. he's my savior sometimes. unless it comes to changing diapers. killing spiders or picking up baby snakes. that's a no. he's a wimp. or actually he's just like me & has no concept of living out here. he says quote, "i'm not jeff corwin!"
Isabella is one of his biggest fans.
but sometimes.... sometimes i just want him to leave. not just him though. the kids, mathew, AND him.. the dog too. everyone just leave me alone. i'm coming to the realization that maybe i'm an introvert. and neurotic. anyway. billy really helps me with that. he's a hoot. we have lots of laughs together.
he's going to kill me over this one. i got it when he came up for a breath. right after he told me not to & went under.
a few weeks ago we went to walmart for a few things late at night. we walked around for a little bit. he grabbed a pool noodle and started using it as a jump rope. i thought it was cute so i decided to take a picture. this is totally cracking me up just thinking about it. as i took the picture. this happened.
FAIL!! he almost fell over.
i love my brother.
