I was just a little boy enjoying life with his parents. But hey I was the alpha's child, I could get away with things that I got my hands onto. But boy, was I wrong half the time. I was only 1 year old, with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. Since I was the baby and the only kid, like I said I could do what I want. Even being a momma's boy, expressly when daddy wasn't around. But my father would hear about it from the others once he got back and I would be in trouble. After getting into trouble and sitting in time out, he would laugh about it and I feel like I got off the hook.
But that didn't last long, when I was turning 2 years old my mother had two more boys, I was on boy, more kids to play with. And I was right, we played like crazy and I showed them things that I did when I was their
