
Babe, my brother, David. Not to be confused by my Baby, Ryan. My little brother David is now 19 years old - crazy!! Time goes by fast! I've had some people ask how David got the nick name Babe and on this, his Birthday, I will entertain you all with the tale:
When David was born the movie "Babe" (you know the one about the talking pig "Baaa Raaaam Yoooou") had come out and we were watching it alot around the house. Now, David was the cutest baby in the whole world (at least I thought...too bad I don't have a picture to prove it) and for some reason the name Babe just worked for me and from then on David was known as Babe. And that's it.......yeah, next year I'll think of a more entertaining story of how he got this nick name.
He's grown quite a bit since then and is now always mistaken for either Jared or a lamp post depending on his hair color at the time. I always have fun with Babe and enjoy the fact that even though he is soooooo old now he still lets me call him that. I hope that you have a great birthday, you mean alot to me and I love being with you always (except for the time that you picked me up for a big bear hug, and being as tall as you are, smacked my head at the top of the door way).
I love you!!!!



