Day forty-five: Growing Up

So I know it's a little late, but I just wanted to take this moment to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY NOAH!!!! Sweet sixteen, when did you grow up? Seriously! I remember when you were a baby. The day you were born, I was so excited. You were my greatest playmate growing up. I remember when we used to wake up at like 7 in the morning on the weekends. We didn't want to wake up mom and dad, so we sat on on of our beds and played UNO til they came and found us. I remember every Christmas morning, we'd wake up SUPER early, sometimes a full two hours before mom and dad told us we could leave our rooms, and wait together. I remember playing cars with you, listening to Hit Clips with you (remember those? :D), listening to your "army song" and singing and dancing, writing and filming a movie starring our build-a-bears, and so much more. You're sixteen years old, and you may not think I'm as cool as you once did, but I know you love me the same. You're so grown up, and I can't believe how big you've gotten. You're the coolest brother ever, and I'm so lucky that you're my brother. :)

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There's no other love like the love for a brother.  There's no other love like the love from a brother. 

Terri Guillemets

 

To the outside world we all grow old.  But not to brothers and sisters.  We know each other as we always were.  We know each other's hearts.  We share private family jokes.  We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys.  We live outside the touch of time.  Clara Ortega