... is turning 13 this week! (Yes, my oldest brother is 30 and my youngest brother is 12, and yes we are all biological whole siblings.) I love him so much, and it's been so exciting to see him grow up - even if it is a bit sad, haha. I was going to just post about how fast time has gone, and how I can't believe that the youngest child in my family is now a teenager (making there 2 teens in the family, and a bunch of adults), but writing this has really turned my thoughts to my very youngest sibling... the one who we was miscarried just over 7 years ago. I cannot imagine how different life would be with a little one around today, and I can see how a little one would make some things harder, but I still feel a love for that little one and I miss him/her today.
Anyway, I love my baby brother (who is here on earth with me, not waiting for me in Heaven)... I love eating breakfast with him each morning. I love helping solve the riddles on Professor Layton and the Curious Village on DS. I love playing Wii with him. I love - although sometimes I don't act that way - reading Bible to him each night - even though I know that he could read it to himself and is just too lazy to try. :P I love how he logs me onto the computer each morning - cause he knows the speed (or lack thereof) of our computer drives me nuts. I love how he can keep a goldfish alive - for years, even. :)
I love my baby brother! Happy Birthday _______!