Once upon a time there was a little boy named Evan. When he was two months shy of his third birthday he was dethroned by his baby brother. He was not happy. We had recently moved and one particularly bad day, Evan told me he felt like he was lost in the living room and being rained on. He was very articulate. He persisted in trying to get rid of his baby brother. It was dangerous. As they got older, Evan continued to torment his little brother. There was a year when they called each other Stu and Lou, short for Stupid and Loser, names they were not allowed to use. Fast forward many years later...the older, wiser, returned missionary Evan. He wore his favorite tie, Charger colors, to send off his little brother Jordan to the mission field. After the meeting, Evan removed the tie and gave it to his younger brother. These boys are buddies now. I'd even call them close. That's what happens when they go on missions. They come home nice. It warms a mom's heart.
New Year's Day
2 months ago