Little Bro, Little Sis

Last night my little brother graduated from high school, and on Tuesday my little sister will turn 21. It's amazing how quickly time seems to fly, for I felt like I was just graduating from high school, turning 21, graduating from college. Those significant milestones from my past are still etched into my brain as though they were yesterday. Amazing how time seems to stand still, yet flies right by, once you start doing the same thing over and over again, day in and day out (job).

These little tykes are 7 and 10 years younger than me. I remember when they were born, and I seemed so much older. I changed their diapers, I fed them baby food, I taught my sister words like "fart" and "poop" in a fort in our living room. Yes, I corrupted them, that's for sure. I remember my brothers fascination with balls ever since he was a baby, and now he's a varsity baseball player. He always used to tell me, "someday when I'm rich I'll buy you a fancy sports car." I'm holding you to that, little bro.

Even though we have different Dads, I've never thought of these two as anything less than my full brother and full sister. Those half labels never made much difference to me, as we were raised under the same roof, and I saw them almost every day of our lives. I love that they are getting older now, that we are finally starting to be on the same playing field. 19, 21, and 28 are much closer in age than 2, 4, and 12. There's just a world of difference when you are children with such a big age difference.

Anyway, I'm so proud of both of them, and excited to see the family in California this week! You guys Rock!