My brother recently turned 23. That fact is extremely uncomfortable for me, and in hopes of clinging on to the past as hard as I could (and to make a sweet collage for Facebook) I headed to the nearest and dearest item in my possession, of course, I'm talking about my baby book. I normally don't dive deep into my nostalgia, because I've left claw marks from being dragged up and down memory lane for as long as I can remember. I don't cope well with inevitable change... But I did find some cute pictures of me and my brother. Please note someone holding Pat back so he doesn't attack me like the savage beast he is I'm pretty sure the picture above and the one right below are from the same day as we are wearing the exact same clothes. I remember getting that stroller from my Norwegian Grandma and Grandpa for my birthday. And if that is correct, and the pictures are from my the same day, I'm betting I had a pretty cool birthday. Brownies and present days are often good days. Side note: Santa had me fucked up
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