My baby brother goes to college

One of my favorite memories of Jordan is picking him up from first grade. I was already at college when he started school, but since the school year is shorter for college, I was able to pick him up at the beginning and end of the semesters. He would light up when he saw me and run to me for a huge hug. We'd walk home hand in hand while talking about his day. Now he's all grown up and off to school. I don't think he wants me to pick him up anymore!

Here he is packing his room,

loading the car,
and driving away.

Good luck, Jordan. I'm proud of you. You're going to do great.