to my bby bro

I can remember wen you wear so tiny we wear afraid to hold u. Wen you got biger and I looked after u upset cos you wear playing whit my toys and stoll my spot light my place as the youngest. Watsing u grow older getting in to fist fights whit u moaning at you for your bad tabell maners. I love u I love u I love u and I wish I could see u stuff your face and choung whit your mouth open. I love u you brat and I miss u