Alex said his favorite thing today was that "they didn't call me Max at swimming class today."
I've
been confused with my older brother since childhood. When we grew to
be about the same size as adults, he's just as many times been confused
for me.Perhaps even more annoying are the times I've compared to him. Doesn't really matter if the comparison is flattering or defeating, the comparison itself is annoying.
Of course, there was that time the girl went out with the wrong brother, but that's not a good story for this blog.
So
my sons, I warn you now that you two are going to be compared,
contrasted and confused with one another for the rest of your lives. Alex, I know what it's like to be the younger brother and have stuff to live up to or stuff you have to prove yourself to be different than. And Max, I know what it's like to be the older brother where you have to worry about what you do 'cause it'll affect your brother.
I hope you two get comfortable with yourselves to sort it all out.
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