My brother, Marshall

This is a picture of my brother, Marshall, holding Ella. He is six years older than me so we weren't exactly close growing up. As kids, we pretty much existed to annoy each other. Heather and I loved to spy on him and he loved to pull pranks on us (many of which have become claasic stories that will be told by future generations). It was like this for years (sorry Mom!). Luckily, we have matured (for the most part) since then and we have a much better relationship. Marshall has grown up to be an incredible father, husband, and person in general, someone I truly respect and love.