Sunday, November 30, 2008
Thankful for My Biggest Little Brother
Someday, I'll dedicate a post to each of my three crazy brothers. Today, we came perilously close to losing one of them. Joe, what kind of sixteen year old works so many hours that he falls asleep at the wheel at 4 o'clock in the afternoon, wraps his car around a tree, and has to be cut out through the roof? The kind of kid who, when told of his roof extrication while lying on a stretcher, asks if this means he's now driving a convertible.
Seriously, Joe, if you didn't already have two broken arms, a possible broken nose, stitches, and weren't headed into an emergency nighttime surgery, your biggest sister would come down there and pound you.
We love you, Joe.