My brother turns 35 today. And because it's his birthday it is my job as his little sister to inform people of how old he is, even complete strangers. That and to teach his daughter to say "ring of fire" as we light up his cake.

My nephew is now old enough to laugh. Unfortunately I am unable to make him laugh. He just kind of looks at me with a slightly disturbed expression, like his perfectly normal aunt has just turned into a crazy lady. I think eventually I will either figure out what amuses him or he will forever think of me as strange.

Sometimes Matt gives me that look, but it is more of an amused instead of disturbed expression. At those times, I like to smile and remind him, "You married me."