eighteen.

I'm in KC today for a very special day.


My baby brother is 18. 18.


I remember the day this little dude was born. My dad called Zach and I from the hospital and said "You have a new baby brother!" and I said, "What? It's not a girl? No thanks.." and gave the phone back to my grandmother.

Despite the fact that Nicholas was in fact a boy and not a girl as I had hoped for ever since my mom told me I'd have another sibling, I'd have to admit he's one super great brother, and I guess I'm pretty glad that I got him instead of a sister :).

Happy 18th, little bro.