Hunter, the middle-child of our clan, turned 27 on the 25th. It’s strange seeing my brothers get older, because that means I’m also getting older. The passage of time makes me anxious. We celebrated Hunter with a steak, mashed potato, and asparagus dinner; topped it off with cake and gifts. He doesn’t like having his picture taken, and tried to dodge every time I lifted my camera. I managed to sneak his face into a few frames.