I love my big brother.
Always have. Always will.
I came across this gem the other day and couldn't stop laughing. I love the fact my mom allowed me to run around the farm with no shirt on at age 2+. I can't stop smiling looking at Blake's already farmer tan at age 4+, and those socks are too funny! We were 'feeding' Matt the bucket calf when we lived out at the stucco house. Matt was a great little calf we loved so much! Those were the best days!
I still enjoy wearing shorts with cowboy boots...only now I put a shirt on and don't have a mullet :)
Childhood friendship is the most beautiful memory that can never be replaced.
