Saturday, September 4, 2010

True love stories never have endings. -Richard Bach

My little sister is getting married. I can't believe it. I think I've dreamed about this day almost as much as my own. Getting to help with all the planning. Going dress shopping and helping her find that one dress that makes her eyes sparkle. Being the maid of honor... you get the picture. I can still remember the days we would play house with our baby dolls and imaginary husbands. We were two lucky girls too, because my dad built us THE COOLEST playhouse EVER. All you girls out there would be jealous if you could have seen this thing. It was up on stilts in our front yard, had a dutch door, a real glass window and a loft. I mean can it get better than that? Even just writing about it brings a huge smile to my face. And I had the perfect playmate. Oh we had our share of fights, like any siblings, but I loved having her around. Brad you are one lucky man. Andrea is going to make you such a great wife. She is funny, knows how to cook, loves adventure, and is one of the most beautiful girls I know. We are lucky too I guess :) to add such a great guy to our family. So congratulations Andrea and Brad. Here's to counting down the days till you say "I do".

1 comment:

Pam Horton said...

I think my brother Joe did pretty well for himself, too! Those Everests sure know how to grow wonderful daughters! :) Pam