Chris is home which means one thing. Tons of giggles.
Last night I had the pleasure of over hearing my dear brother explain to my mom a story of a friend who drew over many of his things. Inappropriate things. And I sat in my room, listening to this conversation CRACKING up. He ended the story with "Isn't that so college?"
It's a breathe of fresh air to have Chris home. He rolls his eyes at some of my stories and supports me no matter what. I truly do love having his home.
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