Half Birthday- Drewseph

It occurred to me that when my brother Drew's birthday comes about we are usually on vacation (with him actually) and so he hasn't gotten the pleasure of a full on birthday roast on this here blog!

Oh this should be good fun.

So in honor of his HALF BIRTHDAY on this very day, February 1st, we shall spotlight...

Andrew Stevens Meiner

The day of his birth...

my dad looking nice a pervy and my mom relaxing after giving birth to this big boy with no pain meds, heaven help her.

Some things to know:

He kind of likes this person...

which works out well since that is who said person is named after

He was a groomsman in our wedding...

I hear he is decent at golf. And my sources are pretty reliable. He plays for Parkland College in Champaign but if you ask him he should probably quit tomorrow because he sucks.

Lately he's been looking like this...

but I think we should take a look back and see what used to be.

Okay, buckle up. This is going to be a long, not-really-wild ride.

Drew had this great talent of being able to fall asleep at the drop of a hat!

He still falls asleep everywhere, but this sorta stops being that cute when your 19 and six foot.

When he was little he was a HUGE HAM.

Dancing his heart out in that fabulous looney tunes cardigan.

I'm sure I'll get some hate mail from posting that one

You have no idea how long Christmas pictures would take because he would give this awful fake smile. He is the king of painful, forced smiles.

Strangling Simba?

Some choke action thanks to cousin Michael.

But he was also just a plain cute kid. Zach gets mad when we talk about our childhood because he thinks I was a bossy little brat to Drew. Completely true by the way. Zach always recites this home movie where we were at the beach and Drew was showing off this great sandcastle he had just made. I came up from behind and dominated his face into the sand then sang my own rendition of "Little Bunny Foo Foo" on top of the sand castle. Zach has a special place in his heart for childhood Drew. lol.

His middle name is Stevens because that was our Grandma Meiner's maiden name.

When he was in kindergarten he got this really bad form of strep where it went to his kidneys, he was in the hospital for a while and so on but now he's better. In 4th or 5th grade my class had to make our own books and mine was about this little experience of his. The title was, get this: "That Time." I know, I know... so original. I have no idea why I only got an honorable mention.

Drew also has this super weird thing where when he is in pain (like someone is pinching or hitting him) he giggles hysterically. Plus the way he laughs is just funny anyway.

(this video is all because he caught a paper sack in his door, he had to explain what he was laughing about to us afterwards. Also definitely ignore Zach pretending to be gangsta.)

See that dog at the bottom of the picture? That was our childhood dog Mitzie. When the dog was a puppy Drew held her by her legs and dropped her so her knee always bent the wrong way. She limped off and on for the next 12 years and I was always really empathetic/kind and told Drew it was all his fault.

In adolescence he repeated these phrases constantly:

Sick 'em boys!

What you looking at ya hockey puck?!

I think I got pretty lucky that the person and my sibling are bff/borderline neglect their families when around each other. I don't think I'd have it any other way though!

You can't help but see a little Reagan in all these pictures can you? SEE there is some Meiner in him not just all of Zach's dominent genes!

Now go live it up on your big half birthday!!