My brother turned 40 today. He's not that excited about it. I am. I'm not the only one in my 40's anymore!
I can't wait for Andrew to meet his Uncle Dan. It sounds weird to even say that, "Uncle Dan". I've never called him that before.
My brother is a wonderful person. I don't tell him that enough. He's very smart and funny--and very often, both of those things at once. He works hard and takes good care of his family. He can be a serious, responsible adult and then turn around and be as silly as a 5 year old; which his kids love. He's a good person. I wish we lived closer to them so that Andrew could know him better.
Here's my favorite picture of him with one of his sons.