Ode to a "Baby Brother"

Margaret's favorite question to ask me is this:

"Are you holding your baby brother?"

Since THIS is my "baby" brother, much time has been spent trying to explain to Margaret the difference between MY baby brother, and HER baby brother.

1. more than 20 years.
2. MY baby brother is no longer a baby.
Obviously.
3. I do NOT HOLD my brother. His wife
does.
4. Margaret's baby brother still poops in his
pants. I hope that MY baby brother has gotten over that phase in his life
now.
5. Margaret's baby brother barfs all over me... all the
time. My baby brother has not barfed on me since I was in the sixth
grade.
6. I don't call my "baby" brother a baby. He would
probably sit on me.

And one other... MY baby brother doesn't get candy for the tricks that he can do... such as rolling over; holding his head up; sitting on his own; and not going to the bathroom in his shorts... For that matter, neither does LeGrand... yet.
That being said and done - Ian and LeGrand are quite different - as you can see. Some would say that LeGrand is cuter - he's a baby. He's supposed to be. I do, however, hope that LeGrand develops some of the traits that Ian has - traits that I find to be wonderful and good strong traits - such as the fact that Ian was a great issionary (and so was Justin, for that matter... but Justin is not my "baby" brother by virtue of the fact that he has two siblings underneath him... I'll ode to him later...). Ian, like Andrew, is a good strong priesthood holder. And there are others too numerous to mention. I will, however, put this shout out to Ian's woodworking skills - he (and Christen) made the coolest baby toy ever! It rocks and rolls!!!

And so you see... I hope that Margaret figures out the question soon; and realizes that I am NOT holding my baby brother; I am holding my baby.