Sibs

I was finally able to speak in sacrament meeting today- what a load off! I opened with a story about my sister. When we were little we used to play in the woods outside our house. One time, while imagining ourselves as circus performers, my sister accidentally poked me in the eye with a stick. She gave me this tiny little cut on my eyelid. That tiny little cut gushed blood. My poor mother. We were always doing this or that in the woods. I miss my sister and my brothers. Man, those were some groovy shorts I was styling- you're all jealous :) oh and while we're on the subject of enviable fashion here's another...