Today is my "little" brother's 22nd birthday! I say little...he towers over me...so I should just say younger but it's just not the same. He used to introduce me to his friends as his "little big sister." My brother and I used to fight so much and bad! There were times I'd see how long I could hold a pillow over his little face knowing full well he couldn't breathe well due to his severe ashtma...I would pick on him when he was sick...which was 90% of the time. I remember my parents telling me that I would be sorry someday when he was bigger than me and could get me back!! I didn't think that would ever happen but it really didn't take long for him to shoot past all 4'11" of me! And yes, he did get me back! As a family we've all been through a lot and I have a soft little spot in my heart for my baby brother. I can't help it...even during times when I KNOW he should know better and that it's time for him to grow up...I still can't help but want to help him anyway I can. He's the baby of the family and I just want to baby him forever...act like he's still 13 and needs me to pick him up from school...needs me to take him to his friends house...that he just needs me at all...but he doesn't anymore. He's 22 now...has his own apartment with his girlfriend in Louisiana...has his own job...has his own truck...and his own life. But in that soft little part of my heart he'll always be my LITTLE BABY BROTHER! Love you Scotty!!
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aww you and Scott look precious in that picture! I can't believe he is 22, that's wild. You are an awesome big sister
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