Jonathan's baby brother is 18 years old today. Holy. Cow. That is so hard to believe.
He is about to graduate from high school, but part of me will always see him as the cute little tyke in sweat pants and cowboy boots, squeezing in between Jonathan and I while we sat together on the couch.
He was Dylan's age when I met Jonathan, and the time between him being four and turning eighteen has FLOWN by. (Gulp.)
We have been and will continue to try to coerce him to come live in Lubbock and attend Texas Tech University. The chances of that happening are about 1 in 1,238,993; great animosity toward all Texas schools is an inborn trait in Oklahomans! We've lived here six months, and Jonathan still checks Tech football scores with a hint of shame in his eyes that he has any interest.
wow! I made it into the cliff blog! Thanks :) I've told you guys a thousands times.... pay for my college and i'll be more than happy to go to Tech!
Oh my gosh, I can't believe he's 18 either. That seems so unreal.
Happy Birthday Stephen! :)