My Kid Brother’s Crib

March 9th, 2010 by admin

I was eight years old and my parents were expecting to have their second child, my brother.  I didn’t how to feel about them having another child at the time.  It was kind of a confusing time for me.  I remember when I went with them to the store this one time.  They were shopping for Baby-Furniture-Cribs.  I was there when they bought my brother’s crib.  I helped my dad put it in the truck.  When we got home I also had to help my dad put the crib together.  It wasn’t too long until my little brother was sleeping in it every night.

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