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).
I’m thankful for my sister Amanda. She is my only sister and she is 2 years older than me. Amanda has always been there for me. A comforter, a protector, a confidante. There aren’t words for this. We’re sisters. That says it all.
My next “I’m thankful for” is Brandon. He is my third oldest brother and 4 years older than me. I’m thankful for Brandon because of the spiritual insight he brings. I’m very proud of my brother for serving his mission in Brazil (came home in August). This isn’t to say that my other siblings aren’t spiritual or that I’m not proud of them but that it’s something that I’m thankful for in Brandon. Brandon is a pretty funny guy too, always trying to make people laugh. I love that he tries to make people laugh. We chat. We’re buds.
My brothers and sister. I can’t decide if I want to do them all at once or in 5 separate posts (you read that right, I have 5 siblings). For now, I’ll just do one at a time. If I run out of days, I can smush them together. I’ll just do them in order of oldest to youngest (no need to play favorites here).
First up: Phillip
Phillip is 7 years older than me. I’m thankful for Phillip because he was always the comforting one. Compared to my other brothers he seemed more calm (probably because he was older) and more like the one that you would go to for a hug. He’s the brother that you just know he cares even if he doesn’t show it.
(left to right) Back: Matt, Phil, Brandon Front: Amanda, Me