A Week with Uncle Buzz

For those of you who weren't aware, I'm an Irish Twin (which means that my older brother and I are less than a year apart)...God bless my mother! For those of you other moms out there, imagine having a 2 month old and finding out you were expecting again...no thanks! As you would imagine, my brother and I were very close growing up, and many people mistook us for being twins. I can also imagine the reaction my parents would get when they told people we were only 11 months apart. It wasn't until having a child of my own that I began to appreciate the obstacles my parents probably dealt with on a daily basis. I wouldn't imagine they got out much.

Although there were seasons along the way that my bro and I didn't get along the best (think junior high years and having a typical older brother who liked to embarrass you in front of your friends, and who would beat up boys if they so much as looked your direction), I'm thankful to say we still have a good relationship.

He's done well making trips out to Omaha throughout the years, and a couple weeks ago he visited again...this time he said it was to see Will, and that Dave & I were an added bonus...we get it, Buzz ;-) He was here during the week, so it was nice for me to have someone else around the house during the days, and of course to help keep Will occupied. They got along great, and Will seemed to think everything his Uncle Buzz did was funny. We had beautiful weather and spent a lot of time outside.































As you can see, Buzz isn't exactly the greatest influence on Will.


















Say, "cheese," boys :)