This is my brother Chris.
His middle name is Lenoy.
Yesterday was his birthday.
When we were little I used to call him Christopher "annoys me" Christiansen.
One time I threw his Ninja Turtle against the fireplace and it broke into a ton of pieces. He cried.
(He still uses that one against me to prove how horrible I am.)
When we were little and swimming in our backyard pool I would float on my stomach and pretend I had drowned. He would run into the house screaming. I did it over and over for years. It never got old.
(I think he would still fall for it now.)
We did have a lot of fun, though. We still do.
He makes me laugh.
Usually because he is making fun of someone else.
Happy Birthday, Chris!
Love,
Your sister.
P.S.
Sorry about the Ninja Turtle.
This is my Dad.
His birthday is today.
He is the best dad I ever had.
He is kind and the "strong, silent type".
We love to quote every single line from the movie Ghostbusters.
(That movie's lines can really work in absolutely every situation you come across in life!)
He is an unbelievable Grandpa.
Happy Birthday, Dad!!
Love,
your daughter
