This weekend my baby brother, John, is getting married. I often still think of my brother as that goofy, skinny little kid who dreamed of becoming a comedian and ventriloquist. Growing up, he was my favorite play companion (even though we did not see eye to eye as we both always insisted on pretending to be James Bond when we played our favorite spy game). It is hard to believe that he is grown up and getting married. He is still insanely funny and an amazing friend. I am so happy that he found someone who compliments him so well, and I am thrilled to be gaining a sister (and yes, Beth, I think John and I will allow you to be James Bond too). As I prepare to pack for my journey out east and for John and Beth’s big day, I thought I would share some photos from two days where I was so proud of my little brother.