I'd Sing 'Happy Birthday,' but I love him too much!

It's my lil' bro-bro's birthday today - he turned 18 years old...

*sigh*

Makes me feel OLD!

I've been thinking about my little 6' 8" tall brother all throughout the day, today, remembering him when he wore diapers and drooled and cooed, and when I taught him to sing "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds," by the Beatles (of course!) and songs by the Cure, and how he always pronounced my name with a distinct 'Z' sound... and how he would sprint down the basement hallway, as much as a 2 year old can 'sprint, giggling and shrieking with sheer delight, as I'd chase after him...

He was so cute! Still is, of course. Happy Birthday, Pizza-boy!