and that is OLD!" Those were my exact words to my mother the day my little brother was born. I don't even think I saw the kid that day as it was a Friday night and I had to get to our high school football game, followed by spending the night at Brandy Adam's house and flirting with Scott Tuck who became my boyfriend for about 3 months. Ahhh...just goes to how how much I DO remember about that day and it's because Alex arrived. While we are 14 years apart, my little brother is very special to me and I have very fond memories of helping raise him when he was little. It's so hard for me to acknowledge that he is all grown up and over 6 feet tall. But it's time to face the truth and I fly down to Florida tomorrow to watch him graduate Tuesday night. My mom has had a child in school for the past 28 years. It's definitely going to be an adjustment for her. Guess the time is right for her to dote on a grandchild :)
So here's to Alex - way to go little brother!!
And 33 really isn't all that old! At least that's what I'll keep telling myself.
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I can't believe it! I remember when he was born too! Congratulations to Alex, and your mom.
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