Bill, Bill, Bill...
When he was little (I know, being 6'4" now, it's hard to imagine him ever being 'little'), he used to call himself "Good Boy," and was never without a pacifier and silk pillowcase (...or similar item :P). I loved that he was way cuddly, especially when Jess came along, she was just a colicky little piece'a crap (Love you Jess), and Spence was so...stoic (never smiled, so tiny and fragile...), but Bill was happy and huggy and suggly and...everything you want a little sibling to be.
Oooh I miss him so much...
As he got older, and even until the day he left for his mission, he was never shy about..."sharin' and spreadin' the love"....Whenever he walked in the house (tho' at times it may have been obnoxious and annoying...), he'd run around tackling everyone with these enoromous bear-hugs (squeezing us far beyond the point of comfort, and occasionly to the point of tears...), and would say "I love you _____" til he got the response he wanted ("I love you too Bill").
Unfortunately, it took him leaving for me to realize how much I love and appreciated every little thing about him....
Bill: Sorry for ever not immediately responding to your "I love you's" with "I love you too's." I'm gonna miss you so much while you're out there. Do work though. I know you are where you are needed most, and I'm excited for the people who will be able to meet you and experience you're awesome being. You are a force to be reckoned with, and you are definitely someone every person you come in contact with will be affected by....
I'm so glad I get you back (though it may seem like forever until I'll see you...). I'm gonna try to be everything you think I am, and live up to the image of me you believe in and look up to.
Love you boy.
Our day-after-Thanksgiving tradition: Putting up the tree :) Oh how we love Christmas...
And Bill :)
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