My big brother turned 25 today, and it feels weird. Although we've aged quite a bit, it still feels like we should be playing kickball, jail break & all those other weird inventive neighborhood games. {ie. baby tracy, lifeguard & those blindfolded tasting games where my brothers made me eat dogfood} --> patrick will understand these.
Well, we made a day of it. I spent the morning running errands for my mom as she worked from home. I returned home with ingredients for a montauk seafood salad by barefoot contessa that my brother HAD to have & red tulips for my Nana. I love days like this.
When Nana & Papa arrived we sat out on the deck to catch up a bit {she is now a substitute teacher & papa is a bag boy at a local golf course in Pinehurst...so proud!}. We snacked on some cheese & crackers, opened a few brewski's and enjoyed the sun. I was filled with happiness.
Papa was the grill master, A little surf 'n turf? YES PLEASE! During dinner my mom asked my grandparents what their favorite memory of my brother was as a baby; and lets just say we laughed most of dinner. My favorite story was the one my mom told - my brother was 2 and sobbed at the sight of a walnut. :)
We sang happy birthday and cut into Nana's coconut cake.
A wonderful way to end a great night with family.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BROTHER!
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