Dear Brooks,
Today you are 8! I can’t even believe it’s been 8 years since I held you for the first time, sang your special song and kissed your little toes. You were precious then and even more precious now.
God gave me you because He knew I would need to learn things about myself that only you can teach me. We are almost the same person, you and I. We dislike the same things and get upset easily. Our reactions to problems are identical and our meltdowns are fantastic. (your dad says that it’s like raising me. twice!)
You are the best big brother in the world and you love the littles with a passion! You are begging to learn the piano and you worship with all that you are. Fishing has your heart and you love to gross me out with the worms and your nasty hands when you come home. 

I am so grateful God blessed our family with you!

I love you to the moon and back!

Happy Birthday,