Nathan, Dad and Justin
It's sad but true!
Thats what I called my younger brother Nathan for a good portion of his life.
Why on earth would a kindly, older sister insist on giving her younger brother of 13 years such a name?
It could be his given name...Nathan gave me the idea.
Or it could be I was so desperate to find a nickname that was different I went to great extremes.
But truthfully it was none of the above.
It was simply the size and shape of his head.
I know, it isnt nice to tease a hairless child with the head the shape of a potato.
But it fit him sooo well!
I promise it was all done in LOVE!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY Nato Potato Head!
I love you!