A Day Late and a Dollar Short

Yesterday was my brothers birthday and after reading what some of my sisters had to say about him I couldn't resist a short tribute to my "little" bro... Paul and I fought A LOT growing up and it wasn't until I had kids of my own that I truly began to appreciate Paul for everything he was. I love that he always had such high standards and that his honesty was never in question. It had to be hard growing up in a house full of hormones, hairspray and hysteria but he made the best of it. He didn't get into the lip syncing to Grease or dancing to Footloose but he taught us a thing or two about everything reptilian. We always stood strong as a family and had a lot of laughs along the way. I love the man that he has become and I love the direction he is heading. I'm grateful that through it all we have grown closer to each other and that our families really love being together. Happy Birthday Paul!