Thursday, March 17, 2011

March Madness, Nah--He Say's March MATCH-ness

This one is for you little bro. I'm proud of you and can't wait to visit you in Little Rock. There's no one else I know who could decorate a plate two decades past when it's meant to happen, twirl a baby toy for ten minutes, appreciate dogs, fire, and brother-in-laws, toast to jobs well done, have a baby meerkat named after him, be the best Uncle Al around, AND succeed on a journey in orthopedics. 

Cheers kiddo. You did it. We love you and can't wait to see you soon to celebrate. Does this call for cigars, ritas, and parrothead hats? Lucky for you, I saved your most embarrassing shots from the likes of the www.

1 comment:

mom said...

This is awesome and SO THOUGHTFUL.