Today, my favorite brother Paul turns 19! (He's my only brother)
Let's go down memory lane, shall we? :)
And now, the grown up Paul. What can I say about my brother? A lot. He is my friend. If there is anyone I can be myself around, (complete, retarded goofball type of self) it is my brother! Our parents just kind of look at us, look at each other and then shrug. *What is wrong with our children?* shrug. They love us! Ha ha! The first time I saw Paul he was only hours hold. He had no clothes on and was screaming and crying. "Jen, go give your new baby brother a kiss," my aunt told me. I was thinking "umm, I'm good!" I wasn't too sure about this new kid. But that didn't last long!
Paul, you are truly a blessing to me! Thanks for all our talks, fun times, and not so fun times. Not everyone can say they have a friend in their brother. I can! I love you - Happy Birthday!! ♥
You can wish Paul a Happy 19th birthday below in the comments section!