My Brother... The Brodster

So this is my very cute (although he would want me to say very good-looking) brother, Brody. I hadn't seen him in quite some time, despite my constant nagging for some quality family togetherness, and so when I finally got the chance to see him last week, I took the opportunity to grab my camera for a few quick impromptu shots. As you can probably tell from the photos, Brody has a hard time being serious in front of the camera ;)

For those of you who don't believe that personality is inherited, let me tell you that you would be mistaken. Brody was only 3 months old when our dad died and somehow, in the personality ways, he has managed to end up so much like our dad, that my uncle has called him "Little Bill" on several occasions. Our dad's name was Bill, of course. It's truly uncanny and amazes me. So here he is, showing off his muscles and his best face, my brother.... the Brodster ;)