My little brother...

...is growing up.

This past weekend my brother, Joseph, stayed with us. He's in 8th grade now, but was about 7 when I moved out of the house and got married. Even though I don't live very far from him now, we have a busy schedule so it's hard to get together. Anytime I see him he seems a bit taller, his voice gets a little deeper, and he is more mature. He's never a problem to have over, and is always the first to volunteer to help me out. It's crazy to see how my little brother is growing up so fast. It's seems like just yesterday he was that little annoying brother putting chapstick on all my picture frames.