When you get mad at someone, the worst thing to do is to start killing them by exclaiming their imperfections. They know it's there. They know what they are, and what they are not, so just stop. They already beat themselves up over it. No need to be the cause of it being worst. It hurts more than you can ever imagine. To you, it's just words. To that person, it's pain. Remember that.
I wish I had a little baby brother, but I don't and it's not possible. But, I love babies so much. I hope God blesses me to have a child with someone I love one day.