Joseph "Elliott" Owen

My little brother, Elliott, was supposed to come be with us on mommy's birthday, April 29th. But he couldn't wait that long. He came four weeks early, but I think he didn't realize that his lungs were not ready so he had to stay in the hospital for a week. But now he is home, and boy has everything changed.

I no longer have mommy and daddy's undivided attention. They seem to want to spend time with Elliott that they used to spend with me, especially mommy. I have decided to respond by randomly shrieking loudly as well as being reticent to do anything they ask of me that is not something I particularly want to do. I hope things get back to normal soon.

Elliott won't even play with me. He just sleeps and eats. I don't understand why they even want to spend so much time with him. I was so excited for nine months for Elliott to come out and play with me. What a letdown. Mommy and daddy keep telling me that I am going to have to teach him all I know. Well I'm trying and I guess I will continue to do so. But he sure isn't very coachable.

But I am very thankful God has given me a little brother. It is nearing my bedtime. Time to get really upset and try to get mommy to read me fifteen books. :)