Today my baby brother turned 16. Which makes me feel many things: old, proud, nostalgic, but most of all blessed. Blessed to have watched him turn from a tiny, screaming, diapery little thing, to an adorable baby, to a precocious toddler, to a rather bratty little kid, to a cool regular kid, to a goofy and lovable adolescent, to the funny, talented, charming, gregarious, dedicated young man he is today. 16 years ago my life changed for all the better.
His girlfriend and I organized a surprise dinner. After not always having a place to fit in growing up, he's found the the most wonderful group of high school friends. I love being a part of it all. I'll admit, I sort of live vicariously through them - the laughs, conversations, clothes, general joie de vivre.
And I want his friend Carrie's sandals, now.
And I want his friend Carrie's sandals, now. 
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