I sure miss my brother. He is being the best missionary in Chewelah, Washington. He's teaching a zillion lessons a week, building his own bed frames, serving anyone who will let him, but, I still can miss him. I, like my parents, now look forward to the great Mondays when he emails the family. And, when I receive a letter in the mail, it is like Christmas! He's awesome and I am super proud of him.
This week I started school and it is insane. I have 29 sweaty little bodies in my non-air-conditioned classroom. Like I said, insane. But, I'm putting on my "good attitude" hat and looking at the positives - some of them know their times tables...saweet!