Happy Birthday Jonathan!
- By Tracy Ames
- Published April 10, 2010
Tracy Ames
Mrs. Ames is an international bestselling author of interracial erotic fiction and a former columnist for several newsletters and magazines.
A native of the San Francisco Bay Area, Tracy currently split time between CT & New York City with her husband, children and a host of pets.
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You guys always hear me go on about Tim, Pam, Stan, and Sissy but today is my youngest brother Jonathan’s 19th birthday.
Jonathan was the “surprise” baby. No one saw him coming, least of which my parents. As you can imagine, him being the youngest AND a male he was spoiled by his siblings especially us girls. By the time he came along us older ones were out of the house but we came home on a regular basis.
Stan was been my dad’s favorite and up until Jonathan came along, he was the youngest boy. My dad played minor league baseball and Stan was athletic from an early age so there was a shared bond between them. Any sport you throw at him, he excelled in. You’d think this would’ve been a problem when Jonathan popped up but it wasn’t.
Physically, Stan and Jonathan are carbon copies of one another…thereby also of my dad: Very tall, fit, fair complexioned (my grandmother is half WASP, although Stan has darken with age), blue-ish/gray eyes. They both have our dad’s laid back confidence, the deep voices, and icy stares which are softened by their dimples.
Academically, socially, and mentally their lives were parallel. Jonathan was/is constantly compared to Stan and he himself worshiped his older brother. But Jonathan surpassed Stan in one field, music. Yes, we all play instruments but he’s mastered everything especially the piano…seriously, it’ll make you cry.
He’s a junior in university with a double major of business (like his brothers) and mathematics…which is distinctly his own. What I admire about him is his general outlook on life, his sense of self and purpose. It can’t be easy being the youngest in a family of overachieving smartasses but he craved out a piece aside from all of us and bravely bears our over-protectiveness.
He and Stan are still fabulously close but he’s changed. He’s a man. My little brother is a man. When did that happen?!
Happy Birthday, Jon Jon!
Jonathan was the “surprise” baby. No one saw him coming, least of which my parents. As you can imagine, him being the youngest AND a male he was spoiled by his siblings especially us girls. By the time he came along us older ones were out of the house but we came home on a regular basis.
Stan was been my dad’s favorite and up until Jonathan came along, he was the youngest boy. My dad played minor league baseball and Stan was athletic from an early age so there was a shared bond between them. Any sport you throw at him, he excelled in. You’d think this would’ve been a problem when Jonathan popped up but it wasn’t.
Physically, Stan and Jonathan are carbon copies of one another…thereby also of my dad: Very tall, fit, fair complexioned (my grandmother is half WASP, although Stan has darken with age), blue-ish/gray eyes. They both have our dad’s laid back confidence, the deep voices, and icy stares which are softened by their dimples.
Academically, socially, and mentally their lives were parallel. Jonathan was/is constantly compared to Stan and he himself worshiped his older brother. But Jonathan surpassed Stan in one field, music. Yes, we all play instruments but he’s mastered everything especially the piano…seriously, it’ll make you cry.
He’s a junior in university with a double major of business (like his brothers) and mathematics…which is distinctly his own. What I admire about him is his general outlook on life, his sense of self and purpose. It can’t be easy being the youngest in a family of overachieving smartasses but he craved out a piece aside from all of us and bravely bears our over-protectiveness.
He and Stan are still fabulously close but he’s changed. He’s a man. My little brother is a man. When did that happen?!
Happy Birthday, Jon Jon!
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said this on 10 Apr 2010 3:14:10 PM CDT
My little bub-bub turned 35 this year, he's the youngest in my family. Yes, it's still hard for me to imagine the little whiny, bratty kid that got our nerves is a man with a family of his own. Eh, they grow up but the best part about growing up is now we're friends. I have three brothers, we're all very close and we're friends which is nice. I see others who have brothers and sisters it seems more like a struggle than a joy. Be glad your brother is a joy to you.
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said this on 10 Apr 2010 6:38:58 PM CDT
It is difficult to see them as adults. When I saw Jonathan at Stan's wedding, I couldn't believe how bloody tall he was. He towered over me....but he still had those dimples so all was forgiven. Tim and I were the ones least likely to become friends because he had a habit of putting me in headlocks but, again, all is forgiven. :)
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said this on 10 Apr 2010 9:56:45 PM CDT
It was odd at first to see my brothers as adults especially the young one but now it's great. The friends thing is awesome because not only do I love them, I like them and I know people don't always feel that way about siblings. But you know the relationship you have with your siblings is the longest relationships you'll ever have in your life. They're all bigger than me, I'm the little sister literally for all of them. Hey I know how it is to have brothers that annoy one, nothing worse than having people pass gas on your head as a kid. But when I started crying somebody was trouble because I was the only girl LOL.
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said this on 11 Apr 2010 9:59:54 AM CDT
So ummm he's 19, I'm 20. Tall, fit, bluish-grey eyes...Yea..I'm okay with the age different. LOL! J/k
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