Welcome Home Brother!

After spending two years in Guatemala serving his mission, my brother Kyle is finally home! Yay! Sometimes it doesn't really feel like he was gone all that long, but then I stop to think about it and I realize that pretty much my little family doubled in size while he was gone. He hadn't met Lincoln or Ivan. I wonder if that's weird for him to come home to? The long standing family joke is that for Kyle coming home would be like going to one of those family reunions Mom used to always drag us to, where you don't really know anyone but your still related. :) While Kyle was gone he acquired two new nephews and a niece, and a brother-in-law (Steph's husband Kirk).


Aaron and Lincoln and I made Kyle a sweet welcome home sign, and instructed my mom to get the balloons to go with. (Balloons and the four of us would never fit into our Accord at the same time and still allow safe driving.) Of course Mom got the first hug. I think she threatened us all with our lives if we even thought about trying to get to him before she did. As far as what I expected Kyle to be like, I'm not sure. He seems the same, except more spiritual and more responsible and less self-oriented. He's skinny and can't eat very much at once. I thought he'd have a harder time with English, or have more of a Spanish accent, but he doesn't really.

After the airport we went back to Hooper and had Chinese food with the fam. Kyle brought home some really awesome stuff from Guat. Aaron and I got a hand carved ceramic chess board and all the pieces. It's really cool. We are so happy to have Kyle home!