Umm, I don't think this is Jax.

So for the last 6 days, I have been thinking that my cousin, Jaxon, was staying with me at my house. It didn't really make sense to me, as I didn't see Ashley or Nick.

I remember being woken up at 2 in the morning, going to the hospital, going home with JoJo, then going back to the hospital to see Jax there with moms. I thought it was kinda weird, but what who am I to question the ways of the world.

Anyhow, AS IT TURNS OUT, this little guy wasn't Jax, but rather my new little brother. WHAT? I have brother? What is a brother? I don't really get it. Apparently, I am supposed to love and kiss and protect this Finley kid! I just met him, that's a lot to ask, don't you think?

I realized how mistaken I was, when the real JAX showed up this weekend, as evidenced by the pictures below. Talk about thrown through a loop.

So, Finley is the same "baby" that was making my mom fatter. Do I appear insensitive if I call her fatter? Well, in any case it's true, and from what I gather she prefers truth over sugar coating.

Needless to say, these last couple of days have been interesting, and I can't really explain but I've been feeling unusually protective of my belongings, including my dad, who I own! I hope I get over it soon, I don't like it when other kids, or my mom make me hit them. They really should just listen.

Enjoy the pics.

PS. You can see, I already told Finley about blogging.






Here's me being a big brother: