I'm a 6-year-old tap dancer, gymnast, ballerina, and yogi. I greatly enjoy whipped cream on hot chocolate and taking care of my many animals on my Kindle Fire pet shop game. I also love ice cream sandwiches and playing in the backyard as well as swimming (when it's warm).
It's cool to have a baby brother because my baby brother always, always, always, always loves me. He is fun because he lets me play with him.
(We asked Alan for his perspective, and sadly, Alan doesn't agree.)
Alan: "I don't love her because she always doesn't want to play with me. I don't really love her. She never wants to play with me. I always want to play with her and she says no.")
When he says things like that, he makes me sad because I think he wants to be alone. I don't like to be alone. Alan lets me be alone and I am not happy because I don't have anyone to play with me. It's important to have people to play with. Here are 8 reasons I fight with my brother and 5 reasons I kind of love him. They are: