And then there were two Chubbys

At birth, my brother Ty Joseph weighed 8 lbs, 4 ounces and was 20 inches long. According to the birth certificate information Mommy completed, Daddy is the father of my little brother. In addition, the birth certificate application indicates that we intend to get him a social security number and we have declared that he is white/Caucasian. For those wondering, Ty is not short for anything. For those who have the inclination to call him T.J., my advice would be not to do so in front of Mommy.

He came out of the womb screaming and only calmed down when Mommy held him. Mommy did very well and even as they were cutting Ty out of her belly she was directing Daddy to take lots of pictures and video. Believe me, we now have lots of pictures.

Ty likes to eat but he doesn’t sleep more than a couple of hours before he wants to eat again. With all appropriate modesty, I have been very helpful. I remind Mommy when Ty needs to eat; I help change his diaper; I hold and take care of him and calm him down when he cries. On the other hand, Daddy is pretty useless.