Boy

I miss my brother. i called him boy. he called me sister girl.

i went to one of his best friends homecomings today and i just wish it would have been his.

no one can describe my brother. you just have to meet him cause he is just ian. he is extremely blunt and straight forward but in a way that endears you. i miss him telling me exactly what he thinks of this world. he never tried to put himself in someone elses shoes, so his views were always very skewed, but i loved them. he always told me very bluntly if i was wearing too much make up or didn't look like i cared about myself. i actually miss that. i love his honesty. and oh the tact he lacks. i love it.

i hated him when we were little. he loves bugging. and he takes things too far a lot of the time. but its just how he is. you get used to it. then you learn to do it back. haha. my mom always said that i got away with saying things to ian that no one else could get away with.

ian loves learning something new and then sharing it with you. he loves to teach in a way that makes you think and sometimes makes you feel stupid haha. he doesn't have much patience until he tries to teach you something. he takes the time to make sure you get it. but he can be a pretty harsh teacher sometimes.

i remember once he was teaching me to drive stick. he was driving us home after i had finally started to get it in one of the many church parking lots in pleasant grove. we stopped on a huge hill and he said ok drive us home. anyone that drives stick knows hills are VERY hard. especially when you are learning. now the problem was i REALLY had to pee. he very matter of factly told me that if i wanted to use the bathroom i was going to have to get up that hill some how.
i drive up hills perfectly.

ian never sways from a belief. he is out serving a mission in brazil right now and i know he is doing amazing. he's been out for a year and i miss him like crazy. i can't wait till he gets back.