I tried to be sociable on Facebook today, but it was all posts with siblings. Gag me.
Sure I have siblings. Sure they’re alright. Sure we have nice pictures. Like this one. But it doesn’t mean we have to go crazy, folks.
PS–This is a bad representation of my siblinghood, because my little sister is missing. It should be (from left), Sarah, Me, Micah, and Andrew. That’s youngest to oldest. Being third is a weird place in the lineup, for the record. This picture was taken in January, on the morning of Micah’s wedding. He’s in the middle looking dapper for his bride. And yes, there was a jacket that went with that 3-piece.