8 years ago today my little brother Benjamin was born. My mom had a c-section scheduled that day, but my parents ended up going to the hospital at about 3 am, because my brother didn’t want to wait. Later that morning my dad drove home to get me, and we stopped by the Secretary of State on the way to the hospital. I had to get my driver’s license so I could drive myself home, since I had turned 16 only 2 days before!
The moment I saw him I started to cry, because he was so tiny and perfect. I already loved him very much.
Over the past 8 years he has grown into a majorly sweet, cute, funny, smart, and caring little guy.
Happy birthday buddy!
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