I was going through some pictures recently and found this one:
I love it. I can't help but smile when I see it.
It reminded me of a similar picture....
Same big brother, different baby boy.
As I continued to look through pictures, I found others of my boys that I loved.
Ok, so it may not always be fun (as evidenced above), but the good times definitely outweigh the bad.
It is so fun to see the relationship between these boys!
I know they drive each other crazy, and sometimes they think they hate each other.
But brothers are a great thing.
I have two myself, my younger brother AJ
and my older brother Christopher,
who we sometimes refer to by his Indian name, "experiments in facial hair".
That picture was taken as he was getting up to sit on the saddle so we could sing Happy Birthday to him back in September.
Despite the fact that we all live within an hour of each other, we don't see each other all that often. When we do we have a great time.
On Thanksgiving my older brother laughed so hard I thought he was going to pass out. Which of course made my sister and I laugh so hard I thought we were going to pass out. I wish my younger brother would have been there.
It's nice how you appreciate some things a little more as you grow up.