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My little brother will always be about twelve in my head.  Maybe six.  He played with Thomas the Train.  He watched Winnie the Pooh.  He sucked his thumb.  I threw a coat hanger at him once when I was mad at him.  I see him riding a bike with training wheels and a huge helmet, barreling into the ditch.  I can see him with a pirate costume on, or holding an air rifle and playing the Alamo.  I see him playing basketball.  Collecting tennis shoes.  I remember putting away his laundry and seeing his envelope marked “Date Money”, and I thought Wow, he’s old enough to date?! Now he’s old enough to be married.  He bought a house.  He bought a dog.  It’s funny how we all grow up and do grown up things.  Look at me – I’ve got kids.  Who knew?  I feel like I was just dropping into bed dead tired after volleyball practice.  One thing I always knew about my brother was that he would be a great husband.  Growing up and sharing a bathroom with two sisters pretty much guaranteed it.  He painted my nails for me when he was about three – so Alicia, if you are nine months pregnant, bust out that red polish and tell him to go to work on those toes you can’t see.   He’s a quite a catch, and check out the cute bride he snagged!