Last of the Fold

I’ve been a little AWOL. In my defense, midterms. Moving on.

Jared! My lil’ bro. Jared is my last sibling. And our last name is Lamb (hence the title, I thought I ¬†was being clever). Jared is 5 years younger than me and my only younger sibling. We were always the two little ones, the youngest siblings, little sister and little brother. I used to walk him to kindergarten and then I walked him to elementary school and then I was high school so school started at a different time so I wasn’t walking him anywhere. And now he’s in high school. My little brother can be the sweetest little thing ever. We would have talks late at night (when he should’ve been asleep) about anything from girls to video games to God. But he’s also a little terror. He gets into trouble in ways I could never have dreamed of (like stealing a soap dispenser from school. Just, why?) and he knows exactly which buttons to press to get on my nerves every time. But I love him and I am so thankful God decided that my parents needed one more child (they certainly didn’t plan that).

He's the little bro in the front

He’s the little bro in the front

obviously the middle one here
obviously the middle one here

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