the more we get together

me, Trevor, Abigail

On Sunday I went to a little family gathering. My aunt and uncle were in town from Houston to bless their baby, another aunt was in town from Georgia to help my cousin (her daughter) with some wedding plans, and two other families drove down from Idaho and northern Utah to be here for the baby blessing and the gathering. I should also mention that there are 7 cousins already living in Provo (3 of them are me and my siblings). There are a lot of us. And that's only a portion of the family.

Anyway, this is us at the family gathering. That's my tall brother (not that I also have a short brother, I only have one, he just happens to also be very tall). And that's my cute sister (not that I also have a not-cute sister, they're all really cute, including Abigail). They both go to BYU and I love them. It is awesome having two siblings here with me. I love hanging out with them. They are both really great examples to me and I love hearing about their lives and their plans and their future because I know they are going to do amazing things! 

I used to think that Abigail and I looked so much alike. Our baby/childhood pictures look very similar, but since we've both been out here, a lot of people are surprised when we tell them we're sisters. Do we look that differently? Also, a lot of people ask who's older when they meet us (me and Abigail or all three of us). I guess I should take that as a compliment, but don't I seem like the most mature?!? Come on.