This is my tribute to my little brother, Matthew (also currently known as Elder Kearl).
Eight years my junior, Matthew has been the small destructive ray of sunshine that took our home by storm. Just when Mom thought it was safe to put the breakables in more child-accessible locations, our very own Dennis the Menace came along and broke every Lladro statue, poked holes in the fabric of the giant organ in our piano room, and flooded the entire upstairs (which was pretty awesome, I'm not gonna lie).
To his credit, he was adorably and ridiculously cute doing all of those things, and he grew into a pretty adorably cute young man. Still a ray of sunshine, Matthew brought style and trendiness into our home with his tight tight pants and... um exotic hairstyles. But really, no other clothes could have fit his personality and I for one was more than glad to give him my jeans that were too small for me, but perfect for him.
I know of not a single soul who has become acquainted with our Matthew and failed to love him. Matteo, querido, estoy muy feliz que estas en el MTC. Estoy orgullosa de ti, hermanito! YAY FOR MATTHEW!
3 comments:
You should print this out and mail it to him...
I love the pagent picture. I still remember with fondness tying him to the tree so he would stay in the campsite and also because he would beg us to. It was nice that everyone knew my name at pagent. Of course they only knew our names because of Matthew. Everyone knew who the Kearls were by sight, especially Security. Those were good times.
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