Happy birthday, Taylor!

When you were born, I hoped and hoped you were 'just a loaf of bread,' as mom likes to remind me. A couple months passed and you grew on me. One of Grammy's favorite memories was when she picked me up from the babysitters and I covered your tiny legs with my blanket, kissed you on the head, and told you 'I'd be back soon.' Years flew by, and although we fought like WWE champs and it seemed as though friends were the farthest thing we would ever imagined being, you're turning 20 and I love nothing more than watching you find who you are, and laughing at the same parts on Tosh.0. I am such a proud sister, and I can't wait to see where your road will take you. HAPPIEST BIRTHDAY, LITTLE BROTHER! xx