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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, G!!!
My brother, G, turns 27 today. Unbelieveable.
If you've spent any time around me at all, you know that I cannot, for the life of me, ever refer to my son or my brother within the same conversation without mixing up their names. I'm horrible at it. When they are in the same room, look out, I might as well just not even try to get it right.
It's not hard to imagine why I do this. Being 8 years older than my brother, in my mind, little blonde-haired, blue-eyed boys will always be G.
Always.
Happy Birthday, baby brother!
P.S. You might want to do some of this for your birthday:
but not too much of this:
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My brother is 24 and I still am amazed that the little kid whose diapers I changed (sorry, TMI) is all grown, and TALLER than me.
SLlll
Happy Birthday Amy's Brother!