My brothers turned twelve today and honestly, I felt that they were twelve at the start of the year. I predicted that they’d be taller than me by thirteen but they’ve been growing non-stop. Their voices are lower, stomachs flatter, one of them even has gainz, and they’re getting more anti-social by the minute. What I’m thankful for, however, is the fact that they’re never ashamed to greet me walking along the hallways at school. I keep bragging about my little bros (I should stop oops) but they’ve grown to become little gentlemen! 12 years ago, I received the best Christmas gift ever: these two monsters. Apologies for the sentimental blog post but happy Birthday Rico and Renzo! I love you guys to the moon and back!