My little brother is the big 1-8 today. I know, I KNOW! How this is possible? I do not know. Here is what I do know:
Miranda and I wanted a little sister. I wanted a sister for the advantageous reason of getting my own room…that didn’t happen.
Miranda and I decided we would keep our little brother. We spent a lot of time babysitting him, holding his puke bucket when he was sick (you’re welcome Mom and Dad) and gave him lots of nicknames: Buddy, Brother, Little Buddy, Cabby, Cabby-O, Little C Monster, Cab…
Now since my brother is nearly a real life adult…somewhere along the way he turned into a little genius– winning science awards and accepted into a bunch of colleges! We are SO proud. Love you little buddy (even though you are a head taller than me) HAPPY BIRTHDAY (even though you call me old on the phone)!