Happy birthday to us

Today is my birthday – and my brother’s. He’s 31, I’m 34, and I am really glad that we’re both still around to grow older. I don’t remember a birthday before the one when I got him, so it always feels strange to celebrate “my” birthday when it’s always been ours. Glad I get to fly home and celebrate with him tomorrow. Now, check out these creepy (because we would NOT hug like this if we were in each other’s faces all the time) pictures of us through the years:

1984

Weekend at my parents' place

John + me

Me + my little brother

Lunch with my baby bro

Lunch with my baby bro

Saying goodbye to my baby brother :(

Me & my brother

Rooting for the #Jets with my brother. (We don't usually sit this close together.)

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