Jered

Today is my oldest brother's birthday. I was driving home from work remembering good memories. . .
I remember when:

• I was little and throwing up and he held my hair back.
• I fell and hit my head on the corner of the coffee table that was brown, had spindles and orange velvet and jered hugged and rocked me while i cried.
  
• he was an "ass" in Midsummers Nights Dream. . . played the part very well, too!
• he would set up his lego creations on the entertainment center. I can still hear the constant digging sound of legos
  
• I would go to his cross country meets and watch him run.
• he brought me my first Chai Latte.
• my mom and i went to The Brandywine right after he got the job and he was our waiter.
• he had braces, glasses, and pegged pants. Dork!
  
• he lost his contacts in the snow.
• he promised not to tell that i was having a skating party downstairs if i gave him a two liter of pop.
• he skipped school and forged dad's name.
• he came and rescued me by replacing my blown out tire with my spare.
• he was cooking tomato sauce and smeared it all over his face.
• he and jason beat me in monopoly every time we played it.
• he let his friends park on the lawn and i got so upset.
• his Audi rolled back, went across the street and came to a stop in the bushes.
• he put my Barbies in the microwave, after he made them look like prostitutes. (i was getting rid of them)
• he cut my long, long pigtail off at the hair holder because he was playing barber.
• he gave me a Precious Moments figurine.
• i got to watch him at perform at improve.
• he would cook yummy mashed potatoes and other things in the kitchen with mom.
• he and jason would be giggling late at night as they talked from their bunk beds.
• he told me he got hit on his bike by a car. . . and i laughed.
  
• he would sing/hum jazz during his showers loud enough so you could hear him in the living room
  
• he wrote a persuasive letter to mom convincing her to give him his car back. it worked.
• listening to him play the trombone.
• he still sticks his tongue in his cheek when he is concentrating.
• he had and afro.
• dad asked him where the bathrooms were in a restaurant and jered gave him directions into the kitchen!

Jered certainly knows how to push my buttons. I used to yell at him to shut up and he would calmly say, "But Lindsey, i am not the one yelling." It used to drive me crazy. Jered is a sensitive, intelligent, hilarious brother who is laid back and has common sense (both of which i had more of). I am so lucky to have him for a brother. Happy Birthday, Jered. I love you!