Today, is my younger brother Spencer’s birthday. We call him “Spencey”. He’s my baby. My little brother – who is not so little, but to me he always will be. This brother is the tough brother (sorry Shaun). Who is an incredible athlete. I remember going to all of his baseball and football games and being so proud to be his sister. He was one of the best on the field, no matter what he played. He possesses more dedication and determination than anyone I know. He’s smart. And very funny. He could can carry a conversation with a brick wall. If you don’t get along with Spencer, then there is something wrong with you.
I love him to pieces. He’s lucky that his niece was sick for the last two days so I didn’t have time to run over to mom’s to grab embarrassing photos of him as a baby. But, don’t worry – this post should embarrass him enough.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SPENCE!