Aaron Alan

So, it has come to my attention that I failed to include my brother, Aaron, in my last post about the siblings.  I think it is fairly obvious which one he is, though.  He is the boy. To undo any offense I may have caused, though, I donate this post to him.

Aaron Alan Thompson was born March 14, 1995 into a family already blessed by the presence of 2 daughters.  He was an adorable, smiley baby.  Everyone loved his tan skin and brown eyes, a huge contrast to his blue eyed, white skinned sisters.










Aaron had a passion for life and a passion for chocolate milk.  He also loved his toys.  He distrusted anyone with anything that was his.  Sharing was not a skill acquired at any point in his childhood.  He does not share.

...but sometimes he meditates.

Despite that minor defect in his childhood development Aaron did learn a lot.  He became surrounded by women with the birth of 5 younger sisters. He learned to love his little sisters and guard them like any good older brother would.

He can also be abusive...

He managed to hold on to his manliness despite the strong womanly presence.  Aaron never stoops to womanly chores like cleaning the kitchen, cooking, vacuuming, tidying, laundry, toilet scrubbing, sweeping, mopping, or any other indoor chore you can imagine.  He knows his place in the social order and never yields to the inappropriate demands of his family to help out around the house.

 ...though sometimes it cost him.

 Aaron used to be fat:

But exercising made him skinny like Gollum...

And that is Aaron Alan Thompson....the boy.