I am currently raising a 8 year old little boy. he was brought into my life at the age of 11/12 and ever since then hes been like my son. my sister had him at a very young age and she couldnt care for him, she did not want him. she moved out back in 07 and she left him here. in 2010 my parents adopted him late july and then in september of 2010 my mom walked out on us after i found her cheating. ever since then and even before then i stepped up and became the mother he has never had. i dont look at him as my nephew, adopted brother, i look at him as my baby, my child, my son. he is the most important thing in my life