Uncky Rob & Uncky Pat

A mere 15 years ago my brothers and I would chase each other around the house, up and down the stairs, punching each other, locking doors to keep each other out, locking the house to keep each other out (I even think there were a few spit tortures here and there).  We fought like cats and dogs. 

Fast forward to today...they are two of my best buds.  I love hanging out with them.  My favorite...weekends when my littlest brother (Uncky Pat) comes up to visit and we get to all three hang out along with our "significant others"...(that is such a cheesy label...but as soon as Pat gets married...I can change it...no pressure Pat...hint, hint, wink, wink).  We have So. Much. Fun.  And sometimes...it's a little surreal...watching my brother Rob as a dad (such a great one at that).  And both of them as awesome, caring, fun "uncky's".  The girls absolutely adore them.  Not to mention the amazing girls both of them picked...I could NOT have asked for better.  And trust me...I'm picky when it comes to girls for my brothers.  I think I even passed gas in front of one a long time ago to try and scare her away.  She was not a keeper...and I am willing to go to any lengths.  Despite that...the fast forward makes me feel grown up but I'm happy and thankful how it's all going.  My brothers are good for me...and for my family.  Love them!  So here's to weekends with family...nothing better than that!

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