When he was born, he was premature so he had to stay in the hospital for a few weeks.
My mom and dad had adopted him, so when he came home to our house, he was my little brother.
He was scowling much of the time so my sister and I were instructed to smile like crazy every time we passed his crib.
From his smile today, it apparently worked!
You would also never guess he was a premi!
He now towers over me.
What a treat to get to sing next to him at church today.
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