I would first like to say that, yes, I am well aware that this story is going to make me sound super bratty. But I'm sharing it anyways because it shows how sweet Brandon is.
So don't judge me.
So don't judge me.
I open this letter from my missionary man (don't mind the stickers) and I find a half eaten box of tic tacs. I immediately turn to Laura and say "Ugh, why would he send me an opened box of candy?".... thinking that he just threw them in the envelope to be funny, and he probably found them somewhere. So I open the letter and immediately feel guilty because I read this:
"I sent you a half eaten box of tic tacs because we always share things so I figured you could share these tic tacs with me."
Kill me now, how stinkin cute is that?
Lesson to be learned: Don't judge a book by it's cover.
a.k.a. I need to stop being such a brat.
(In my defense I'm about to start my . )
"I sent you a half eaten box of tic tacs because we always share things so I figured you could share these tic tacs with me."
Kill me now, how stinkin cute is that?
Lesson to be learned: Don't judge a book by it's cover.
a.k.a. I need to stop being such a brat.
(In my defense I'm about to start my . )