I'm going to embarrass my brother (and probably myself). I have a proclivity for goofy nicknames. Connor is Nut (ok, it's not that original); Laila is Piddle (don't ask). When I was growing up my brother was ookie-pookie. Seriously. I have no idea where it came from.
He was my best friend during my childhood, and yet we are so completely different:
1. He's a boy; I'm a girl.
2. He hated school; I was a nerd.
3. He's a peacemaker; I'm argumentative.
4. He's laid-back; I'm type-A.
5. He's conservative; I voted for Obama.
6. He hates recycling; I want to be "green."
7. He's content in SC; I want to leave the country.
8. He hates lawyers; I'm a lawyer.
9. He prefers the country; I prefer the city.
10. He prefers "Southern" cooking; I prefer everything else.
I'm sure I could think of a million more. But I love my brother to death, despite all our differences. I just hope he doesn't hate me after reading this....
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