He's my little
not so little brother.
We had an interesting relationship growing up. There were times we absolutely, positively, DID NOT get along. Then, there were times we were very close. We're 4 1/2 years apart, and we're the the two youngest kids out of four in our family. So, he had the youngest child syndrome, while I, of course, had the middle child syndrome. It made for a very interesting mix at times, to say the least.
But, I have to say that as we grew up, our relationship has turned into a really good one. He actually, to my surprise (tehehe), became a pretty cool kid. I guess, I really can't call him a kid anymore at the ripe age of 20. Sometimes, when I type that my little baby peanut (we, indeed, called him peanutman as a nickname because he was such an itty, bitty baby!) is actually 20...I squirm a little. Omg...20.
I have to brag a little about this guy, because he truly is one talented, devoted, and good-spirited boy. He has a great head on his shoulders, loves the Lord, has a passion for mission work (especially in Africa), and a heart to work full time for a non-profit organization in the future. During the school year he's working on his Graphic Design degree (which is just for formality reasons, because, dude--kid is talented and self-taught since age 11 or 12, no joke.) and hanging out with his 109289 friends.
He spends his summers working with Young Life camps as a counselor, traveling to Africa for mission trips, and working part time. He's a great "Uncle Wit" to his nieces, who love him and get super excited to see him every time he decides to show his face at home. Did I mention the boy can also sing? Like...for real...he's good. He also excels at basically every sport, and the entire family spent many-a-year cheering him on at basketball and baseball games.
He makes us proud, and we (and I) love him.
Just recently he applied to a 6 month graphic design internship for Invisible Children based out of San Diego, California...a non-profit organization who exposes the tragic realities of northern Uganda's night commuters and child soldiers.
...and my amazingly, talented little
I am so stinkin' proud of this kid and am thrilled he is getting to participate in such an awesome organization, using his skills to better the lives of others.
So, as he heads off right after Christmas...and just barely missing the birth of my 1st born child (don't worry...we'll iChat from the hospital-we're cool like that.), I wish him all the very, very, very best.
And he better be a good boy.
Love you, buddy.
Ps: Did I mention he's pretty humorous too?Oh...and for a small example of what a good heart he has...click here. This is his Christmas List.