Big day for my Big brother

Today my big brother is getting married.
Never thought I would see the day.

Such a good brother.
Always teasing me. And picking on me. Calling me silly names. Wrestling me. Getting me in trouble. Stealing my toys. Making fun of me.
Wait a second, perhaps on second thought!
Those are things brothers do, right?
I don't hold anything against him. He was just doing his big brother job. And half the time it was me getting him in trouble. I wasn't what you call a "tattle-tale", unless it was about Tim.
I was the baby of this family so I got the say in this family.
Ok, I'm kidding. I didn't have any say.
Not even the time he scared me so bad I peed my pants!
Or the time he took my brand new bike apart & sold the parts to his friends.
Or when he spray painted all over my super cool clubhouse.
And especially not when he got to stay out as late & as long as he wanted, but I had to check in every hour on the dot so I didn't get stolen. Geesh, silly parents. Those kidnappers would have brought me right back, as soon as they realized I never shut up :)

Now let's enjoy some pictures throughout the adult years with my bro. Sorry there aren't any cutie patutie baby ones, I don't have the time to scan those babies. Maybe another day.

*Side note-promise you will disregard anything silly you notice about me in pictures. I went through some...umm...different...phases...in...my...young...adult...life.)

This was taken right before he went to Iraq last winter.

Any resemblance?

*see side note please. 

Air Force Boot Camp Graduation. So Proud!

He has a pretty huge sense of humor. Haha, I crack myself up.

Always so much fun when we 3 are together.

Dancing at my wedding.

Um, dancing with the hubs at my wedding.

The gal he is making his wife.

Love you big brother. 

Wishing you all the best.