I had a bit of a hard time accepting that for a number of reasons. Primarily, the fact that he could physically be twenty-one years old means that I have to be a fair share older than that, and who really likes to think about that, anyways?
This also meant that he is continually growing up, and I don't actually know why I am surprised by that - he's kinda sorta been working on that one his entire life. Either way, whenever there is a milestone for him like a twenty-first birthday, it's just a harsh reminder that he's not a little boy anymore.
What was pretty darn cool, however, was that my little bro wanted to live out his dream of being able to order a beverage in a restaurant...and he wanted to hang out with his big sisters while doing it. I couldn't believe he actually wanted us to be a part of his big night, but he did. We had a great time, and had some major laughs, and Little Brother Chicken Wing had a night of nights.
|Actual photo of the Chicken Wing sibs on the big night!|
Until next time,