I only have a son so far. He just hit 2 in April. I am the oldest of three boys but my parents were pretty young when they had me. My mom was 19 and my dad was 20. I remember my first time riding without training wheels. I ate [BLEEP], my dad laughed, and he made me get up on my own and try again.

My parents didn't really hover over me a lot. They kind of left me to my own devices and I minded my own business. Rarely got into any trouble growing up. Maybe three's a crowd though. I am 34, my younger brother is 27 and my youngest brother is 23. They grew up a little bit more closer than I did with my middle brother. But, now being much older as a trio. I feel really closer to my youngest brother.

It's funny how it all plays out I guess. We all have our own kids now so it's fun watching my son interact with their two daughter's. A lot of energy around the family now. Grandparents are hamming it up. And honestly, that's been the most enjoyable part for me as a parent. Just seeing that youthful look and laughter around my Mom and Dad again. That's priceless man.

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