Life Memories Because Of My Dependent Brothers

Life Memories Because Of My Dependent Brothers

Laughter is always in the air.

Younger brothers: where would we be without them? Being the eldest sister to two brothers made is nearly impossible for me not to grow up and be independent. It was my birth right to be the leader and take charge in the family.

Now as for my brothers, it wouldn't seem to be that way. They, on the other hand, need someone to help them through life just a little bit. The other day, we were in the store shopping for food. My brother, Cody, complained that there was no food in the house for him to eat while he was home for break. I had given him the idea of getting Tyson chicken strips because cooking is not his strong suit and they are easy to make. He opens the freezer door and picks up one of the bags. He reads the fully cooked note on the bag and his face lit up. "These are fully cooked, so I can just eat them right away." I try to hold back my laugh, but it was just too difficult my 19-year-old brother just had the idea that he could eat the chicken frozen. Granted, it does say fully cooked so he probably wouldn't get sick, but now he knows that even if it is fully cooked it was in the freezer. Going to have to heat it up somehow, no one likes frozen food unless it is ice cream.

The interesting thing is that over the years I have collected hundreds of memories that I could share, but this isn't a novel after all; I don't have a lot of time. Most, if not all, of my stories are just simple moments in which my brothers fail to think before they speak. The hamburger in the downstairs freezer has been in the exact same spot for 11 years and for some reason Cody can never find it. If you want rice too, you probably shouldn't ask him to get it. He doesn't know what rice looks like apparently. Laundry was a new adventure for him when he had to go away to school. He's a momma's boy and always had it done for him. We might go to the same school, but I sure as heck wasn't walking across campus to do his laundry for him. So it was a process of teaching him what to do and how to do it. I think he has the hang of it now.

Remembering names of things is sometimes difficult and reaching the age where you have to call different doctors is very interesting if you have lived a dependent lifestyle. One day we were discussing the dentist and orthodontist. Two people my family knows very well. Cole, age 16, was struggling to remember the name of the orthodontist. Going through names of the doctors he finally reaches it and says, "And then there's the evil dentist that puts metal on your teeth." I think I laughed for a good five minutes at this moment. I remember the days with braces and all the horrible appointments where they got tightened. Thankfully none of us have to experience that any longer.

Everyday life is simply interesting because my brothers are hilarious and Cole randomly says jokes to me like, "Kelsey your momma is so fat that when she was at the beach the whales came to shore and started singing 'We are Family' even though you're fatter than me." We were sitting at the dinner table discussing something else and out blurted that statement. It honestly keeps me on my toes and always ready for anything because you never know what will happen. Cody was about 10 at the time and he put a metal container in the microwave to heat something up. Little did he realize that metal and microwaves don't mix. Fortunately, we noticed before he burnt the house down. All a part of teaching them to become independent and to live out on their own, and maybe adding just a sprinkle of common sense wouldn't be too bad either.

Even through all these experiences, I am happy to be the older sister to two amazing brothers. I was always there to protect them when they were little but now it has become their turn to protect me. I was never bored as a child with them and even as I grow up, and still do, we still go on adventures and add to all the memories that we have. Cole will continue to say jokes at random along with sayings that never make sense to me. Cody will still be missing a lot of common sense, but he is slowly learning to be independent away at school. I get to help him out here and there, but he is learning to leave the dependent life style and be out on his own. We just have to make sure he doesn't eat anything that says "fully cooked" on the bag.

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College As Told By Junie B. Jones

A tribute to the beloved author Barbara Parks.

The Junie B. Jones series was a big part of my childhood. They were the first chapter books I ever read. On car trips, my mother would entertain my sister and me by purchasing a new Junie B. Jones book and reading it to us. My favorite part about the books then, and still, are how funny they are. Junie B. takes things very literally, and her (mis)adventures are hilarious. A lot of children's authors tend to write for children and parents in their books to keep the attention of both parties. Barbara Park, the author of the Junie B. Jones series, did just that. This is why many things Junie B. said in Kindergarten could be applied to her experiences in college, as shown here.

When Junie B. introduces herself hundreds of times during orientation week:

“My name is Junie B. Jones. The B stands for Beatrice. Except I don't like Beatrice. I just like B and that's all." (Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus, p. 1)

When she goes to her first college career fair:

"Yeah, only guess what? I never even heard of that dumb word careers before. And so I won't know what the heck we're talking about." (Junie B. Jones and her Big Fat Mouth, p. 2)

When she thinks people in class are gossiping about her:

“They whispered to each other for a real long time. Also, they kept looking at me. And they wouldn't even stop." (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 66)

When someone asks her about the library:

“It's where the books are. And guess what? Books are my very favorite things in the whole world!" (Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus, p. 27)

When she doesn't know what she's eating at the caf:

“I peeked inside the bread. I stared and stared for a real long time. 'Cause I didn't actually recognize the meat, that's why. Finally, I ate it anyway. It was tasty...whatever it was." (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 66)

When she gets bored during class:

“I drew a sausage patty on my arm. Only that wasn't even an assignment." (Junie B. Jones Loves Handsome Warren, p. 18)

When she considers dropping out:

“Maybe someday I will just be the Boss of Cookies instead!" (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 76)

When her friends invite her to the lake for Labor Day:

“GOOD NEWS! I CAN COME TO THE LAKE WITH YOU, I BELIEVE!" (Junie B. Jones Smells Something Fishy, p. 17)

When her professor never enters grades on time:

“I rolled my eyes way up to the sky." (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 38)

When her friends won't stop poking her on Facebook:

“Do not poke me one more time, and I mean it." (Junie B. Jones Smells Something Fishy, p. 7)

When she finds out she got a bad test grade:

“Then my eyes got a little bit wet. I wasn't crying, though." (Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus, p. 17)

When she isn't allowed to have a pet on campus but really wants one:


When she has to walk across campus in the dark:

“There's no such thing as monsters. There's no such thing as monsters." (Junie B. Jones Has a Monster Under Her Bed, p. 12)

When her boyfriend breaks her heart:

“I am a bachelorette. A bachelorette is when your boyfriend named Ricardo dumps you at recess. Only I wasn't actually expecting that terrible trouble." (Junie B. Jones Is (almost) a Flower Girl, p. 1)

When she paints her first canvas:

"And painting is the funnest thing I love!" (Junie B. Jones and her Big Fat Mouth, p. 61)

When her sorority takes stacked pictures:

“The biggie kids stand in the back. And the shortie kids stand in the front. I am a shortie kid. Only that is nothing to be ashamed of." (Junie B. Jones Has a Monster Under Her Bed, p. 7)

When she's had enough of the caf's food:

“Want to bake a lemon pie? A lemon pie would be fun, don't you think?" (Junie B. Jones Has a Monster Under Her Bed p. 34)

When she forgets about an exam:

“Speechless is when your mouth can't speech." (Junie B. Jones Loves Handsome Warren, p. 54)

When she finds out she has enough credits to graduate:

“A DIPLOMA! A DIPLOMA! I WILL LOVE A DIPLOMA!" (Junie B. Jones is a Graduation Girl p. 6)

When she gets home from college:

"IT'S ME! IT'S JUNIE B. JONES! I'M HOME FROM MY SCHOOL!" (Junie B. Jones and some Sneaky Peaky Spying p. 20)

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A Poem: My Mother

In honor of Mother's Day, that was on the 12th, here is a poem dedicated to my mother.


To the only person who can be my mentor, friend, and leader at the same time

To someone who would make me read my own books before bedtime

And puts everything down to make sure there is a smile on my face

To the person that I find impossible to ever replace.

Somehow you are always right even when it seems wrong

And when the worst does happen, how do you still manage to stay so strong?

I'm not only impressed but inspired by you

Knowing that somehow you'll always know me better than I do.

When I'm frustrated and annoy you, you simply try to understand me

Because you have always told me that even when you can't understand, plain acceptance is the key

You have listened to all my laughs, heard me cry, and felt my emotions like they were your own

You are the only reason I am joyous and the security I need to know that I am never alone.

To the only person who has truly taught me how to live

And watched me grow and make mistakes yet still knows how to forgive

Because that's who she is, certainly not like any other

There are many women but none like my own mother.

Happy Mother's Day!

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