For old time's Sake

This is us. There's no other way to put it. We are who we are. We're as cute as they come.

These are the memories I have of being little and whenever we would get soda cans on special occassions, we would drink the soda and refill the can like a hundred times, til it got holes in it and we would go outside and drink it in front of the neighbor kids, cause back in the day it was cool to have soda. I guess that would be the equivilant of kids with Rockstars these days...cool, but not good for you. Osteoporosis here we come.

My favorite is Mike with his muscle shirt on and just letting it all hang out.

We were well kept kids, with a mom who loved us very much. Mom, if you read this, I hope you know we love you. Thanks so much for taking such good care of us, even when it was hard. I love you. I hope you have a very merry Christmas. Thanks for putting up with my special haircuts i used to give myself. Always something new.