It’s the 17th of August. Today’s a very special day.
You wanna know why?
It’s because of this.
This has a name. It’s name is Ross. What is a Ross, you might ask?
Well, he’s the little brother in the Family of Virginia.
There’s no chicken and egg theory in our family — I came first, therefore I am the most important; the Alpha Child, so to speak. However, on a day like today, I can cede the spotlight to the random blonde on my family tree.
I think everyone who grew up with a younger sibling can attest that there are times that you just want to beat the living snot out of them simply for existing. Younger siblings — especially little brothers — often seem to make it their personal mission to be as ANNOYING as possible.
But, despite that, you still love them fiercely.
Ross has many talents that have matured over the years. For example, fish tremble in fear when he approaches with his rod and reel.
They don’t call him Ross “Bill Dance” Houston for nothing, y’all.
And that talent has only matured over the years.
But that talent is nothing compared to his prowess on the soccer field. Pelé reincarnated (except you know, the real Pelé isn’t dead yet) in the form of a precocious little blonde.
But all little boys must grow up (sorry, the Peter Pan thing only works in children’s stories), and so he went from an all-star on the local level…
To playing soccer for the University of Alabama.
And, of course, he loves his big sister. In fact, I’m his favorite family member! (Sorry, Lauren and Jett!)
We always make a statement wherever we go…
Now, I’m sure y’all are thrilled to be looking through old family photos — but there is a point to this post
and it’s not just to showcase my awesome baby brother.
Today, August 17th, marks my baby brother’s 19th trip around the sun. At the risk of sounding like an old fogie (ughhhh, don’t want to think about my next birthday), it’s been fun watching this little ball of blonde fluff (makes him sound like a kitten) grow up into a pretty awesome guy.
What I’m trying to say is this — Happy birthday, little brother! At the risk of inflating your ego even more (is that possible?), you’re pretty awesome.
And I love you.