Life with a dream: Happy Birthday Little Brother

Today is my little brother's 21st birthday!

Although, I have to admit, that even though he is my little brother, he's not very little at all, considering that he towers over me, but he's still younger then me.

His name is Dan, Dan the man.He is a bright, smart lad... and a pretty cool brother (sometimes)

Yes, I admit we have our ups and downs, but doesn't all siblings? It just wouldn't be normal to not fight with your brother or sister... it's a completely different fight if you ask me. You know? It can get crazy. Especially when Mom is yelling at you to stop, and as soon she turns her head you grab the vacuum (or nearest object) and just wack them. True story. But, it makes me laugh now.

We have a lot of great stories... From beginning to now.. I'll share a few.

My brother and I are only 15 months apart... I know, not much between us. But, we literally grew up together. We didn't have years apart.. we were one grade apart, so we went through everything around the same time.

So, you have to realize when he was just an infant, I wasn't much bigger myself. I thought he was my baby doll, he was "my baby" My mom loves to tell this story. I would want to help give him a bath (and practically drown him) or I would want to feed him, he was my baby. I even decided to pick him up when he was just days old when my mom wasn't looking for a split second. She said I walked over to her, with him dangling from my arm (arm around neck) and said, "look mommy, my baby" She almost had a heart attack.

Besides actually trying to kill him, I did save his life one time. My mother was doing laundry (or something) and she told me that she had left us for a brief minute, we had to have been around 2 and 3, or 3 and 4 maybe? Anyway, she came back and I said, "look momma, I saved him." As I was holding a balloon in my hand, and Dan was sitting there still gasping for air. You can assume that while he thought he was blowing up the balloon, he actually inhaled it, and he was choking. I actually stuck my hand down his throat and pulled it out, I was no more then 4, but I did this, and I saved his life. Let's just say Mom never gave us balloons again. Don't give your kids balloons :-)

Through the good and the bad, he's always made me laugh. He is the funniest guy you'd ever meet, seriously. The stuff that comes out of his mouth, I just look at him and I'm like, "Are you serious right now" hah! He should be a comedian, he'd make a good one. He's the one that can make you go into a laughing fit, and it takes you half an hour to come out of.

Happy Birthday to my little brother, who I seriously couldn't live without. I'm so proud of the man you have become, and I look forward to what lies ahead for both of us. I love you Danny Boy! Now, let's go out and celebrate tonight...21st style.

Dan with Ryan on our wedding day