Oh Brother!

The night before we headed back to Idaho, Rod and I went out with my family to celebrate Jordan's birthday. It is hard to believe my Buggy is going to be a teenager next year! It seems like not so long ago that he was born. He has always been my little Bug. I was 15 when he was born, so I babysat a LOT. Then, whenever I came to visit or home for the summer, we would always spend as much time as we could together. He would even want to help me cook and do dishes!



He has always been such a sweet boy. Last year, Jordan's school was trying to raise money for leukemia. To encourage the other students, Jordan approached his principle and got him to agree that if the students raised more than $1,000, they would both get Mohawks. The students ended up raising $1,600.


After this Birthday, he is going to have to beat the ladies off with a stick! He got a new Element Board (Bam of course) from me and an electric guitar. He is too cool!




I am so proud to be his sister and so excited that he has agreed to be a groomsman.

Jayders

There is an eight-year age difference between me and my baby sister, Jayde. The first time I learned of her existence was immediately prior to introducing my family for show and tell. That night, I told my mom that she shouldn't being doing dishes in "her condition" (and I ended up doing dishes from then on). Jayde was such a cute baby with a huge mess of wild blonde curls. When she started walking, though, she followed me everywhere. It was fine when we were home alone, but she always had to follow me around when I had friends over too. Luckily she grew out of that . . .

When she graduated from Rigby High School this last spring, we celebrated by taking a trip to Bali, Hong Kong, and China. It was so fun to spend three weeks seeing the world and bonding with my lil' sis. Jayde just started her first year at U of I. I miss having her close. I feel so lucky (and proud) to have Jayde for a younger sister.

My Maid of Honor

I feel so incredibly lucky that the best friend I had in eighth grade is still my very best friend. We have both changed so much since then, but it has only brought us closer. Shortly after we became friends, we convinced one of our friends that we were non-identical (obviously) twin sisters, who had been seperated at birth. She was so mad when she found out that we weren't really twins, but we are and always will be sisters. She has been there for me through every major change in my life. Whether in person or over the phone, I have leaned on her and cried on her shoulder countless times. She inspires me and pushes me to improve myself. I am so excited to share this special day with her.

Min, I love you! Thanks for always being there.