What??? Don't I do this every year, when my little brother turns another year older and creeps closer and closer to being, like, a grown up?? Yeah, I do. But every year it seems crazier and crazier that we are this much closer to adulthood. I still think of him like he's 7 or 8, I guess. Kate still adores her uncle Trey and he still plays with her and tolerates her like a champ. I know many 15 year olds wouldn't do that so I'm very grateful that he's so great with her. She's even started playing Rockband with him on his Playstation.