My Buddy

     I'll admit it, I love my little brother to pieces. (I love my little sister too and will blog about her soon). But Buddy has been saying some pretty stinkin funny things lately and I wanted to share them. I'll mix in some pictures (that may or may not have to do with what I'm talking about) while I talk about him.
     To start us off let me share something he said the other day. He found a shower cap while we were cleaning out closets, put it on and announced to us that he was,"Robin Neighborhood!!"

     A few minutes ago he cried because I wouldn't share my remaining graduation money with him.



Look at those cheeks!

     

     He likes to wear deodorant. He'll then ask you to smell his muscles.

He loves Toy Story

He knows he needs a hair cut when he can look up and see his hair. He will also inform you that he needs one.

He LOVES anything that is sweet, even icing.

If we are in church or a church like setting, 9 times out of 10, he falls asleep about 5 minutes into it.



I have two for this picture. First his feet. You know how there is always that one person who when they take their shoes off and everyone gags? Yeah, well I hope he grows out of that. Who knew such sweet feet could smell SO bad!

He LOVES LOVES LOVES sports! Anything that has a ball involved. Football, basketball, soccer, golf, volleyball, baseball, you name it.



This picture wouldn't turn for some reason.

He adores my rain boots. He likes to wear them sometimes, but what he really enjoys is "fighting" them. He will box at them until they fall over. Keeps him entertained for hours.

He can beat his sister in bowling and the youth minister in Wii golf.

He enjoys helping, well he use to.

Earlier, I asked him if he had pooped. He then proceeded to sniff my arm and say,"Nope, that's just you."

His laughter is contagious.

I would dare to say that he loves his Nannah to pieces too. I hope he'll always call me Nannah and want to hold my hand even when it's "not cool".

To me, he'll always be, my Buddy.