Andrew held the card in both hands and said, "I wish that I was the older brother and that Bruce was only a baby."
Bruce quickly began to shrink. All of his mature features and muscles, grew smaller and softer. Soon, he was Andrew's size, but still he wore his grown up clothes, which hung off of him loosely. He had a look of shock on his boyish face as he realized that his little brother was now taller than him. He grew younger and smaller. His face rounded out and he appeared more and more like a baby than a boy. Then, the changes stopped, leaving the now 1-year-old Bruce sitting in a pile of gigantic clothing.
Bruce had become little more than a fuzzy-headed baby.
His now older brother Andrew just laughed a little at how silly his brother looked now. "I told you, Bruce. This thing does grant wishes. I bet you believe me now."