My Two Sons
My two sons (William who we call P.J), and (Malcolm), they are as different as night and day.
P.J may be the oldest but he comes across as being the baby of the family. Very selfish, thinks things should be handed to him on a silver platter, and takes care of only half of his reasonable. A couple of examples, P.J bought a PlayStation with two player controllers and wouldn't let Malcolm play with him, but would let his friends play, and told Malcolm when he went to work, he wasn't allowed to touch the PlayStation and when Malcolm moved from Oswego, NY back to Geneva, N Y P.J told Malcolm he couldn't sleep in his bedroom to go to sleep on the couch or floor in the living room.
Malcolm maybe the baby, but he carries himself as an adult, he's caring, respectful and will give you his shirt off his back if you needed it. A couple of examples of this, When P.J came to live with us in Oswego, N Y, Malcolm gave up his bedroom to his brother and Malcolm slept on the pull out sofa in the living room. When Malcolm got his pay check he always took care of the household bills first and what was left he would ask his brother if he needed a few dollars to get what he needed.
Something they have in common, they have me as their father. They both enjoy playing sports and watching sports, they both can be lazy at times; they both can be hard workers. They both like to drink (like their father). They both like expensive clothes and sneakers that they can't afford and they will fight each-other on a drop of a dime.
However at the same time brothers will always fight constantly with each-other, but let somebody else get in a fight with one of them the other will be there to protect the other. It proves the point why I say sibling relationship is the best kind of relationship.
