My brother had a birthday a few days ago. He turned 22. I'm sure for him it was another birthday, but seeing as how I'm his older brother, it made me feel, well, old. I mean, I can remember babysitting him and changing his diaper (of course, I do these things now with my own children but it's a bit different). I feel like it's only a few weeks away from checking the mail and getting my membership papers for AARP.
This is Lance with his loot. Movies and CD's are his preferred presents.
The kids enjoyed playing outside at Nana's. Emery leg's are almost long enough to use the tricycle (he can go forward very well but the reverse gear is in fine working order).
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