Today, I'm grateful for my youngest brother, Porter.
He turned 16 today. I remember when my parents brought him home from the hospital. Apart from Miles, he was the most loved baby I've ever been around. Man we loved him.
We still do. He's so much fun. He's witty and sarcastic, and was definitely meant to be a part of our family.
Happy Birthday, Port! You're my favorite 6 ft 4 1/2 brother!
(My big, little brother!)

No comments:
Post a Comment