Sunday, April 15^, 2012 — today I guess since it is a little past midnight – is my last day of freedom before my final quarter in my first year of high school.

Over Pesach break I have been home spending quality time (otherwise known as too many hours in close quarters) with my family. During this short vacation I have completely wrecked my internal clock, gotten a stomach ache (actually a colon ache) from eating too much matzoh), and watched my baby brother put on Teffilin for the first time.

To be clear, he isn’t literally my baby brother – especially since he has been taller than me for longer than I’d care to admit – but he is the youngest in my family. I have tormented him and kidded with him for my entire life.  We have been mistaken for twins more times than I can remember and I am the cause for many of his injuries (although not on purpose).

So as I say a tearful goodbye to my time off and my brother’s childhood, I am left with an abdominal ache and a thought: why are we celebrating?   He won’t be able to drive for the next four years.