Day 23: Leon & Les

My youngest brother Les turned 44 years old today- and naturally it made me think of him. Which of course made me think of my other brother Leon who is 45 (okay- we all have names that begin with the Letter"L") Then there is me at 46, then an older sister - Laura who is 47.

But I digressed there.I want to talk about brothers- sisters may be another blog when the muse hits. But now the limelight (if there even is one in this less than star worthy blog) is now my brothers.


I will be the first one to admit that having two younger brothers was a pain in the *ss most of the time. They were annoying, troublesome, and would make fun of me and my friends until we cried. I cried a lot. So much so that my mother used to call me "crocodile tears" - all the time. Hey- do crocodiles even have tears? Huh. Anyway- that aside- being nuisances - that was their job. Little siblings (especially those of the opposite sex) are supposed to annoy- and if anyone ever tells you different- tell them to give me a call.

We went through all the normal family garbage- hating then liking each other. Speaking then not speaking- well all the dysfunctional normal family stuff at least. But overall- I am glad the Leon and Les are my brothers. Les is so funny he makes me cry- Leon is still such a tease but a terrific guy as well- and my children adore them both. And I love that my brothers are so kind to my children. Leon and Les' children- (Melanie is shown in photo in between Leon on the left and Les on her right) are all terrific friends with each other. It is great that our children are not only cousins- but good friends as well.

Who knew that siblings who fought so much- could have offspring that get along so well? Maybe that whole fighting thing skips a generation?

So pain in the *sses they may still be (as I am sure I am a pill to them!) - but they are my brothers all the same. So to recall times of the past- I will give Les a familiar refrain - "Happy Birthday Les!"