We've both grown since that picture on the right.
Just a bit.
I remember when my mom was pregnant with my brother, I sat on her lap and felt a small subtle bump on my back. Then another. And another.
"Mom!" I said, "I think the baby's kicking me!"
I was so excited...
Little did I know he would continue kicking me all throughout our childhood... And I would not be excited about it anymore. ;)
But I love him anyways.
Because my life would not be my life without my little baby brother.
I would laugh way less. And be annoyed way less. And have fun way less. And know way less about world news and science and robots.
I would never get beat in math contests and HORSE. I would never play with LEGO or watch Star Wars - The Clone Wars. I would never watch Looney Tunes or hear Looney Tunes, Veggie Tales, and animal imitations everyday.
My life would just have a big empty hole in it without my little bro.
Happy Birthday, Baby Brother. I love you. A lot. <3