My brother and I have a really good relationship, especially compared to most families. I believe that this story is the reason why.
Even before my brother was born, I was super ecstatic about the idea of having a little brother. Especially because I "inherited" my dad's love for babies/little children, I already loved my brother before I ever saw him. When my brother was born and I got to see him in the incubator, I sang an off-key Twinkle Twinkle Little Star that was full of love. (My mom recorded it. It's an interesting sight to see myself at 4 years old singing.) Anyways, I think this is the reason why I love my brother.
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