he was once so little

there are certain snapshots that i see when i think of josh, my little brother.

he's two and in his little yellow onesie on a trail splashing in the water.

swinging his little blue gulf club in the front yard.

his sweaty head on my lap as we drove home from spokane or seattle.

and all those snapshots come from he was little.

he's not little anymore, tonight he drove himself over to my place to hang out with me.

he's still the sweet, sensitive boy that i adore, he's just now taller than me, and ya know has his license.