it’s an important day today.
today we celebrate the seventeenth anniversary of when my brother looked like this:
i’ve never felt so old as i do today – because if patrick is seventeen today, and i’m three years older, it means a month and two weeks from today, i’ll have reached the grand old age of twenty.
but today is not about me.
it’s about this bundle of sunshine.
my brother is my best friend and favorite person. he is my protector, and i am his defender. i roll my eyes and sigh loudly when he asks me stupid questions about girls, and he does the same when i ask him stupid questions about boys. he annoys me by rapping lil wayne; i annoy him by singing taylor swift’s “mine.”
i love you, little brother. here’s to another year of being your crazy, awesome self.
happy birthday patrick!