2 brothers. 2 missions. 2 years. 2 weeks apart.
Brother #1 (Brendan) is one of the funniest people I know. He has one of those contagious laughs that will have you rolling before he says a single word. He's a master surfer, a political philosopher, a future pilot, a spiritual genius, and a fun and delightful person.
Brother #2 (Braden) is the nicest, sweetest, most caring and darling kid ever. He has a hilarious sense of humor and he's the kids' favorite jungle gym. He also has perfect teeth (which is completely unfair because my parents started being able to afford braces about half way through their children. I was not the lucky half.). If there is anyone who I would trust with everything that I have, it's him. 
Naturally, we threw an enormous party for the openings. Cameron came down with an awful fever and barely moved a muscle. The rest of us shoved our faces full of food, made our call predictions, and cheered our heads off when they opened their calls. 
Brendan got called to Boise, Idaho
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Braden got called to Bahia Blanca, Argentina
They both are going to be a m a z i n g.
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