I was raised an only child, so it stands to reason that I cherish my husbands two brothers as tho they were my own. They are both really wonderful guys, and are each as different as night and day.

The youngest, Mike, is the brother that I believe is closest to my husband. He always comes down for a visit, well at least once a year anyway. He is a good guy, and my huband really enjoys the time he spends with his baby brother. It's been a long standing tradition, that whenever Uncle Mike comes for a visit, or we go to New York to visit them, upon leaving, he buys the children an ice cream. This time proved to be no different. Entomologist loved it, but not as much as he loves his Uncle Mike.