Tuesday, September 20, 2011

The wonder years

If any haters read this please dont try and shut down my Facebook , youtube or google account. I was born with an ambition to dumb things its not my fault. Thank you that is all

Me and Tebee were super close growing up. We were 2 years apart and for a huge part of our childhood the only children in the family. Even though Tebee has disabilities I almost look at Tebee as a normal person strongly due to his superior social skills. When we were younger our parents used to fight a lot…..alot. Every night they when we went to bed all we would hear for hours was yelling and screaming coming from both parents.  Both my parents (who are divorced) and I have a really good relationship with right now and have for the last few years. Almost as good as a relationship can get between a son and parent. However at the time all this fighting caused me and Tebee to not necessarily stay away from our parents but to gravitate to each other.


Every night he would ask me questions or ask me to tell him a story so we didn’t have to hear our parents fighting. Eventually we just got used to the noise but it helped that we always had each other to talk to. From when Tebee was born till when he was 18 our family had over 250 babysitters. The average life of a baby sitter in our household was probably around the same life expectancy of your common fruit fly. Sitters left for many reasons. It’s hard to deal with a child that has special needs and I misbehaved like my name was Will Hunting. My mom wasn’t able to pay the sitters too much since we were strapped financially and this caused constant quitting and an array of unique and questionable babysitters.



One babysitter was a fugitive and we didn’t find out later until she just didn’t show up to work and the FBI showed up instead and was like oh hi. One baby sitter who punched me in the head because I wouldn’t come to dinner.  Multiple babysitters that were lesbians, bisexuals and everything in-between. Not that strange nowadays but as a kid it’s a little weird. A babysitter that showed me her nipple ring. Babysitter that would give me booze. One baby sitter was borderline mentally retarded and when she was watching Tebee my lil lil bro and lil sis, she completely  forgot about the other two (They were 6 months old) and thought she was just watching Tebee. Like actual forgot and had no idea there was more than 1 other person in the house.  One day I tried to teach her paper football for over 2 hours and she still did not understand. I think she may have been 1 of only 3 babysitters that got fired. One of them stole all of my mom’s underwear.-not fired And many more I will think of after this post that will make for great upcoming stories.

Through all this me and tebee became super tight. When he turns 21 he will probably be living in a group home, but he’s not really too keen on the idea and there is a minor lack of funding. It’s always been our plan that we would live together when we were older and this is probably what will happen.  Next year I’m going out to Cali with a few of my really close buddies.  After a little while and some dinero we can put a down payment on a house and Tebee can live with us. We will wreck havoc on the state of Cali…this im sure of with tebee.  I borrowed his electric razor the other day and forgot to return it. He threatened to call the cops  but he didn’t fortunately. The razor worked really well but it smelt like drool. When I gave tebee back the razor he started shaving his lips for about 20 minutes. So the drool mystery was solved. Tebee slightly goes overboard with hygiene. One time he covered his entire body in deodorant and hes been known to go through a bottle of cologne in less than 2 days.