amm had a son. He is 5 years older than me. You may not even know that, because I was her favourite and she never really spoke of her son…because I was her favourite and all.
But he exists. And his name is Anthony. And he is pretty fantastic, no matter what amm thought of him. But amm would probably still want me to acknowledge his birthday today.
Happy Birthday Anth!!
PS I do hope my sarcastic tone came across in this post. amm adored her first born, and was so proud of him and his accomplishments and she raised a fine man. I was just her favourite.