"what time is it?..."

Dear nitsuJ,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Man, you're getting old.

At least you have a sweet ride now...or at least you will when you decide to get your license. It's not your fault. I blame Utah's rules. You are such an awesome little brother. (You're still little even if you're taller than all of us.)

Thanks for always being there to throw me a punch when we take a million pictures. And for trusting me to do your hair, so I can make it look awesome.

Thanks for always being ready to pose at the last second, and for taking great candid shots and randomly emailing them to my phone. Just in case.

Thanks for all the tickets to the gun shows, and and for my amazing cotton candy machine.

Nice try thinking you could tackle me, but we all know who dominates when you do that.

Also, quit stealing the little kids all the time and telling us they love you best!

Thanks for riding on the terrifying Snow White ride with me at Disney and waiting all day for your favoritest rocket ride.

Thanks for always making us all laugh.

No thanks for programming Zac Efron as your picture ID in my phone and not telling me, or setting him as my phone wallpaper. (Get your head in the game.)

Also, no thanks for getting pokerface stuck in my head or that other song. You know the one I'm talking about. (I turn away from the microphone to breathe). Or that other one.

Thanks for laughing at all the amazing Disney jokes with me.

Thanks for always asking if we'll feed you grapes and things. Not that I will, but it's entertaining anyway.

Thanks for always reminding me to watch your YouTube channel in case I forget.

Thanks for going to some concerts with me, and also for making those awesome friends at this one.

Thanks for not shooting me in the bum with your airsoft gun anymore.

Thanks for taking crazy pictures when I ask you to, and for dressing up awesomely.

You're awesome. Happy 17th, noob.