Today marks the end of what has been an incredible week spent with my baby brother. As I mentioned in an earlier post, his visit was a surprise Christmas present for my parents. He lives in Dallas, TX and had told my parents that he wasn’t going to be able to make it home from Christmas. It was the BEST. SURPRISE. EVER. when he walked in the door Christmas Eve. I’ve never been a part of one of those moments where someone truly has a look of surprise and shock on their face.
Myself, Steve and my Dad moments after Steve arrived home for Christmas
This week has been amazing. We’ve spent so much time together and had a blast getting to know each better as “grown ups.” We hit the bars, did some shopping, took the boys to Newport Aquarium (where he pet his first shark!) and even spent some downtime together just hanging out.
Steve, Sean & Brady see how they measure up to a shark at Newport Aquarium
One of his favorite memories, although I was not involved, will probably be his trip to Paul Brown Stadium to see his first professional football game with Marty. It was a great day for a game and the last of the season, the Bengals even won! Who Dey!
Marty and Steve at Paul Brown Stadium
There are a million quotes out there to express how I am feeling so I will spare you. I am just so bummed that it is time for him to return to Dallas. I am trying to not let myself get too sad and to be a grownup about it. I know we’ll see each other again soon; it’s just never easy when it’s time for him to go.
