I would like to introduce you to my other half. Her name is Tiffany Brooke Steinepreis, aka Brookie. She is my younger sister, and do to the fact that she does not have a blog I have taken it open it my self to introduce her to you. Before i begin it is important to note that she is not my only sibling i have two older sisters and an older brother who I love VERY much but this post is dedicated to Brookie.this is the fam. Angie is the oldest she is in the strips, Becky is next she is in pink, and the kid behind the plant is none other than James. we are an American Family.
This is part one out of a four part blog. The picture above is one of Brookie and I, She was born May 10th, I was 19 months old. Here is the deal people I was born first and I was given the name Stephanie, 19 months later my mother had another baby and named that one Tiffany. are you seeing where i am going with this?? IT'S THE SAME NAME!!!! Stephanie and Tiffany. talk about a bad Disney made for TV movie about twins and how their parents gave them names that rhyme. But folks when the two children are not twins and are clearly two different people it is not cool to rhyme their names. so don't do it. So before "Tiffany" even turned a year old we were all calling her Brookie.
Now Brookie and I have shared a room since the day she was born until the day i moved out, so about 17 years, and we have done everything together from road trips to Beaver OK, to strolling stings. this however does not mean we are anything alike.
Brookie to your left and yours truly to your right
WHO THE CRAP PUT ME IN RED NYLON!? Also note, Brookies cute little finger chew
2nd example: Brookie was always pleasant and nicely dressed. mean while I had a difficult time understanding why we wear clothes, and even how we wear clothes Yes my underwear is on backwards, and the music is upside down......that's how i roll
Last Brookie does not have a single competitive bone in her body. As long as everyone is happy than she is happy. As for me, I have a different view
Brookie and I at some arcade park. She is the one in the blue just shooting the breeze (what the crap is on her head?) while I have my "game face" on looking like i am ready to tare into a piece of meat.
We all have are differences. but that's what makes us "unique". I think my mother said it perfectly when I asked her why Brookie has cute blond curls and why I had strange bald spots at age 5. she simply replied..."every one has their own thing that makes them pretty, and when you get older i am sure you will have a full head of hair"