Today I am missing my little brother. My funny little brother. All it takes is a little root beer to get us going. I haven't seen that little face in nearly 18 months... Two years is just such a long time. I'll blame it on my overly emotional pregnant body... but I got a little teary eyed looking at this retarded picture today. Our family needs him back. I'm going to need this last little home stretch to go by much faster.
Keep on keepin on little Shake.