A little baby brother

My mom and I had been gardening at the side of the house we lived in in South Pasadena, CA. As we walked around the back of the house to go in, she stopped, bent down so we were eye to eye, and told me I was going to have a new little baby brother.

At this point, I was an only child. I remember thinking, "Why? How could that possibly be a good thing?" He is 15-1/2 months younger than me. I could walk but not talk, so I couldn't ask her my question.

Posted By: c. s.
Ithaca, New York