Happy Birthday to my big brother!! (Freudian slip? I had to type brother three times to get it right. It kept coming out "bother". Happy Birthday to my big bother. Yeah...)
This is the only baby picture I have of him. He is three, and I am one. Believe it or not, I remember having this picture made. I kept wanting to sit down on that lovely, squishy carpet, and the photographer had to tell me to stand up by Bubba. I think he told me to hold bubba's foot, but that part's a bit hazy. But as you can see, Russell has his leg crossed over the other, and my hand is back there where his foot might be, so it's entirely possible.
I can't tease him too much about turning the big Five -O, because in two years, it'll be my turn.
One of my goals for this year was to do better at sending birthday cards. Yeah, that didn't work out so well. I did OK for the first few months, but completely blew by my brother in law Nathan's birthday. His is going to be really, really "promptness challenged." Russell's is going to be late, too. That's the problem with his birthday being two days after Cody's. He kind of gets lost in the shuffle.
Thank goodness my Sister in Law Yoke Wan posted something about it a couple of days ago, or I might have completely forgot.
Sigh, but it's a start.
I'm getting ready to watch the second presidential debate. This one is going to be a town hall type debate, with yet another ultra lib moderating. I expect it to go something like this: