I'm a photographer, and my little brother needs senior pictures... who do you think is getting that call? ME... well, it better be me, if not I may go cry silently somewhere. lol Anyway, that's the situation I was in yesterday. My baby brother... and by BABY BROTHER I mean I was THERE the day this kid was born. Not in the room because that would just be weird and gross, but I was in the hospital, waiting in a waiting room, bugging the crap out of our older sister (as any younger sibling would do when forced to wait hours in a hospital waiting room.) and I got to see his adorable little big head only minutes after he was born. They wheeled him in a little room, and I stood there looking down at his little bundled butt with my father, and he reached up to grab my finger... awww how cute he used to be! lol Flash to 17 years (and 2 months) later and here he is going to be a senior in high school. Right on the heels of my own 10 year HS reunion! Ironic much?!? To give a bit more background, I have cried at every milestone he's passed, every new school grade he's went into, and every achievement he's had, so I prepared that day by getting tears out of the way beforehand, and I knew more would come with the editing. lol
Without drawing this out even more, here is my little baby brother... as a senior!
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