Monday, March 14, 2011

when my baby brother...


when my baby brother was born, i was 17 years old. i was mommy #2. i'd feed him, rock him to sleep, and tell him how perfect he was.
in my mind he's a 3 year old with long curls.
a 3 year old that uses words i have to look up in the dictionary.
a 3 year old that asks for my credit card number to support his lego habit.
now i'm in the neighborhood of 30's. somehow he grew up when i wasn't looking. he's off to the prom. if he didnt have a gang of friends around, i may have shed a tear. maybe i shed one in my car, but i'll never tell.
i love you brother.

9 comments:

  1. Oh, that is so sweet! He looks dashing. =)

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  2. they grow up fast! even little brothers!

    you know the baby you posted about? is she legally free for adoption already?

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  3. What a cutie! Prom is so magical, even if I have very little school spirit. :)

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  4. how sweet!!!...He luks awesome

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