Monday, February 19, 2018

Letter #27

Not really sure what to say in these kinds of letters. BUT, we'll try
First a happy birthday to my princess, my twin, and my partner-in-crime
Surprisingly three different people
Breyer, seven years old, hopefully we move out of that gymnastics phase and into basketball or ping pong or something else
Kevin, a happiest zoo siab hnub yug to you, it's our secret twin language that i actually don't know, 20 yrs old
And Lucas, Caractacus ma boy, happy 20 to you as well, I know our parents are glad for this brief (but to be continued) break from the lovely theatrics and problems we created. #BottemlessFriesMan

Outside of that, great week, I'm constantly reminded how different Brazil is from any other country in the world. I love reading the "we made a record three new investigators this week" or "our new high 30 investigators this transfer, what a transfer" when in some of the missions down here, not mine, you can walk into the streets and make these numbers on the way to lunch. But, also, it's hot. It got pretty toasty this week, and I got a little toasted.

Unfortunately, our phone broke and now we have to go get a new one, but it was good to get in these couple sentences real quick.

Love you all,

Happy Birthdays

zoo siab hnub yug

Elder Hmong Shmong

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