On this day 23 years ago, at the age of 4, I was playing in the sandbox with my younger brother David as the sun was setting in what was to be one of the most memorable sunsets in my life. Inside the house, my mom was giving birth to my youngest brother Philip who made his appearance roughly around 7 that evening. As we played outside, David and I had no clue just how much our lives were going to be changed...for better and for worse! Philip, here's to a very colorful and exciting 23 years and to at least 23 more!
The Armadillon at birth:
And now 23 years later:
Don't overdo it with the celebrating little bro!
Love,
Kelly, Michael, and Billa (and the now yours Gumerry the Gray)
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