all kinds of nostalgia. {Senior Photographer}

Somewhere along the way I grew up.

And I guess if I was going to grow up then that meant that everyone else would be doing the same. It's just a bit weird when it's your 'little' brother.

John

This kid. He dethroned me, the baby, at the age of 11. I thought he was cool. and cute. But, I also really liked attention and so he was, at times, a bit in the way.

Regardless, he has grown into this man that I am boastfully proud of. He is as goofy as ever, but instead of a couch potato, he can now lift a couch. Instead of watching life from the sidelines, he has taken life by the palm of his hand. Strong, courageous and kind.

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This is just my sneak peek edition. More photos (and bragging) to come.