How I Love My Brother

Lord knows, there are only a gazillion and seventeen reasons I love my youngest brother...the conversation we had yesterday morning while I was at my parents' house is merely reason #232398 as to why:

me: What were you watching....ooooo trivia!
brother: Want to make cookies?



It's like we totally ignore the words of the other, yet somehow always come to the same conclusion of our amazingness.

It's tough being so blessed, but somebody's gotta do it!