It is so sad that my little brother is growing up. I was talking to my mom last night and it was very funny that we would have a storm come through the night before his birthday. The night before Donnie was born (Feb 10, 1998) there was a bad storm and the power was out. My mom went into labor and I remember the nurse asking what color her water was. There was no way for her to see so it was funny. I skipped school and went to the hospital and totally remember them coming out and telling me that they were ok and that "IT'S A BOY". I told them they had the wrong person that my mom was having a girl. My step-dad came out and confirmed that it was indead a BOY! I had to go and buy Donnie some clothes so he could come home.