There's no way around this statement. I completely tortured Brian growing up. He wore more dresses than my Barbie dolls did. When my mom told me not to pick him up when he was a baby, I obeyed, I rolled him down the hall instead. When we played hide and seek I locked him in an ice chest, but not to worry I left the water spigot open for him to breath- for some reason though I still got in trouble for that one ;) He put up with so much from me.
Somehow this patient, sweet hearted boy grew up and is now turning 23. Mind blowing. I am so proud of him. Hands down my brother is the coolest, smartest, funniest person I know. Whatever he choose to do with his life he can and I look forward to seeing where his adventurous spirit and great attitude on life leads him. I love you so much Brian- happy happy birthday to you!
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