...is what I would say, in a New York minute. I was thinking about my brother today. If he would just talk to me, I am sure I could figure out what it is that I did to offend him. This photo was from last year at his rodeo for the 4th of July. Markus loved the whole day, from being in his cowboy clothes, to having his face painted like spider man, to riding with Adam on his horse and being the chicken for the crazy chicken race, and he wants to be a cowboy when he grows up just like his Uncle Adam.
Sorry for the delay in posting... I just hadn't really felt like it until today.
