Jonathan’s birthday was the end of last week. I was two when Jonathan was born, and am told that I eagerly drank lots of mom’s laborade while waiting for his arrival! I called him “Shonashin” (Mom and Dad said it sounded like I was saying sausage!), as it was hard for my two year old mouth to say Jonathan. We often played together growing up, although there was a distinct boy/girl difference in how we saw things. 🙂 He loves history and especially enjoyed reading about the Civil War as a boy. He is a hard worker and started a lawn mowing business for neighbors with Josiah when they were 15 and 13. The business has been passed down through the brothers, each one taking a turn at running the operation. Now, my little brother is grown up and currently living in Iraq as a Marine. I miss having him around, but am grateful for the times when he calls home and we can catch up! May the Lord bless you, Jonathan. I hope you had a good birthday! I love you very much!