I guess I can't call Nick my "baby" brother anymore (he's 16). Even though sometimes if I squint hard enough, I still see a 3 year old who wants to sit on my lap. We're 8 years apart, so even though I was very young, I was still old enough to remember him being born. And I'm the oldest of my siblings so I've always felt older than I was. My little brother is staying with me for about a month. I haven't seen him since last October! Between Sam and I, he'll just rotate between our houses that are only about 2.5 miles apart.
So back off ladies. I'm protective of him. :)