Little Mr. Braydo-Potato made me an aunt. I was 11-years-old. (I'm closer in age to Brayden than I am to my big brother, his father, who is 13 years older than me.)
Shockingly Brayden turns 14 today. What the?!
Little tiny darling Brayd-the-Babe?!
I loved getting to hold Brayden. To play with him as he got a little older. To swing him around on a blanket and throw him onto the couch. ("One mo time, peez!") To take him to the movies (with little bro Camden.)
I can't believe he's so old already, but he's even more of a funny sweet guy than he was then. I am a lucky chick to have seventeen awesome nieces and nephews.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BRAYDEN!