Yesterday afternoon my family and I went and dropped off my cousin at the MTC. This picture is of me, him, and my mother. It was really bittersweet because this kid and his brother are the closest things I’ve had to a brother. I love them dearly and am excited to hear about all of his adventures in Chile over the next two years.
What a good-looking kid. He’ll be great. Now to write him his first letter! I told him I’d write him every day and he looked at me and said, “don’t you think that’s a little much?” And here I was, trying to be nice, thought he’d be happy–so I said I’d write him once a year instead. One down, one to go!
Obviously, I’m really spiritual and write only about the important things. Plus, you know something is cool when the edges are all singed. Helpful hint: do the singing outside because now my room smells like burning paper. I’m going to include the above two pictures for him. Even though this just seems like a confusing thing to send to anyone, especially that little temporary tattoo, it’s exactly the kind of random that is my relationship with my family. My hoped-for reaction would be that he would give his goofy laugh and that all his MTC friends would just be really confused. Next week I’m going to send him a pink & glittery letter to hopefully embarrass him. MWAHAHA.