My little brother

I've just remember when my brother of seven years was born. It was on Christmas holidays, the 27th of December in 2008, when I was eight. I didn't rembember many things but I can remember when I returned to school from holidays, my father had to do the food because my mother was still at rest. I really like my dad's food because he was a cooker in many restaurants and he learned a lot of sauces. Sometimes my brother is so stupid and he disturb me a lot but then I think that without him I wouldn't have lived many experiences of my life. I want the best for him because he always has understand me and tolerate me like I did with him and that's why we love each other.