I can’t believe a year has gone by since my baby brother John Paul was born and claimed my title as baby of the family. For the two people on the planet who don’t already know, we have the same Dad, but a different Mom. Although only one year old, he is quite the character, and we have fun every time we visit.
Tim has a laugh with JP shown here at age 8 months. (12/04)
We’re going up to see JP and big sis Anna sometime next month, where I’ll give him his birthday present. I thought of sending it for his actual birthday, but then decided I wanted to be there when he opens his gifts. Besides, he doesn’t know when his birthday is. All he knows is that there’s cake (like big brother like little brother, I guess). Happy birthday JP!