Max

Max is filled with life and energy. He's a lot like me, to be honest. We both look alike and we enjoy the same things. Max is normally running around doing something like jumping on the couch, trying to wrestle me, or running around throwing tomato stakes like they're spears.

My little brother is a helper. He tries to do what's right, but sometimes it's just hard. We both like to read (bring on the Percy Jackson!) and we are both imaginative.

Max loves any kind of sport and won't sit still for long. We have so many inside jokes and laugh at the most dumb stuff. All he has to do is bump into me and say he's sorry, then I cry, "Is that all?!" and we both double over laughing. It's quite silly really, but it's also a lot of fun.

I'm so thankful for my little brother (even if he is kinda annoying sometimes...sorry Max, haha) and I really couldn't imagine my life without him.