Well, for starters- I can't wait to meet you.

You're probably beautiful. And you're probably really sweet. I can't wait for you to become best friends with me and my sisters. I'm sure you'll make family game night more fun, and you'll bring many laughs to our everyday conversations, but there's a few things I need you to know.

My little brother is really specially to me. Although at nearly 6'4 and 20 years old, he's not really all that little anymore.

Growing up with three sisters couldn't have been easy. I mean, we gave him shit for everything. We painted his nails when he was younger, we dressed him up in our princess costumes, and we made up cutesy nicknames for him and addressed him accordingly in front of all of his friends in attempt to embarrass him. (And little bro, if you're reading this, I'm sorry for telling everyone these things... Don't hate me).

Even though I'm sure he just LOVED all these perks to having all sisters, I have to get serious. My brother is the sweetest guy to walk the face of the Earth. I mean it. He learned how to care for girls because he had to spend his whole life protecting his three sisters as the only boy.

Now let me tell you a little about my brother. He gives great hugs (you probably already know this). He is hilarious, and he's also a lot of fun to hang around with. He's super laid back and really easy going. He has a really genuine heart, and you can't beat a deep conversation with him. If you ever need someone to shoot hoops with, he'd be down in a heartbeat. He's super awkward, but such a gentleman. By this I mean sometimes he forgets to hold the door open, but he always remembers that he forgot and will apologize profusely for it slamming in your face. Ya see what I mean? He means well, I promise you. It all goes back to that "he has a good heart" thing.

You can't out drink him no matter how hard you try. And I'm the only person that can come incrementally close to beating him in a round of beer bong, so don't try that either until you've had a little practice. He's a pro at saying the wrong things at the wrong time. He's also really practical, and he doesn't need much to be happy. He doesn't have the most incredible taste in music, but give him the aux cord anyways because listening to him sing along and watching the way he bobs his head will make you laugh every time.

My brother is a really good person. He considers other people's feelings and he doesn't usually let the small stuff get to him.

He will have days, though, where he simply irritates the shit out of you. He'll get flustered at things not worth getting flustered about. You'll sometimes be at a loss, trying to come up with ways to calm him down, but just be patient. In the tough times, always remember the good times. Remember the authenticity of his heart. Remember the goofball that he is when he is being difficult, and when he doesn't understand what the right and wrong thing to say is, just forgive him.

I've said for years that whoever ends up with my brother is going to be special. She's going to be a lucky girl. Remember how lucky you are always. Take care of him, and make him happy, and we will get along just fine. Love you so much already, you lucky girl.