Since we’re always a day late on getting around to doing things, I figured this wouldn’t hurt. Parker, I remember when Momma first asked if I wanted a little brother and we were living in the old house by the park. I’m pretty sure I said “sure.” I remember when you were born and I was watching cartoons in the waiting room and playing with my yugioh toy from Burger King. Ever since then, it’s been interesting to say the least. We used to not be cool with each other but I think that’s just a part of being brothers. Now, I can’t imagine the world without you in it. Sometimes when I’m feeling down I think about when you’d come into my room to watch me play the PS2 or playing LEGO Star Wars or I think about you calling the Flea Market the “Beetle Shop.” We’re pretty close now and I can say you’re one of the most consistent people in my life, probably the most actually. I can tell you grew up around me too based on your taste in music, your humor, how you are with your friends, and your trash talking. So happy late siblings day buddy, look forward to more.