Timmy is my little brother. I love him to pieces. When I want to remind him who's the older sibling, I joke that he had to read my graffiti on our mom's uterus walls. One of the things I appreciate most about him is his sweet heart. One of my favorite memories about him is when he was 6 (I think) he went to a garage sale with my dad and was allowed to get one thing. Instead of getting something for himself, he came back with a little orange plaque with a mouse on it that said "I love you" for my sister and I. Isn't that cute? (Sorry Timmy, I don't know where that plaque ended up but know that I appreciated it a lot). Plus I loved making angels in the snow with you, watching Quantum leap together and fighting over who gets the last french fry. Remember, chew, that's what teeth are for.

What I love about Tiffany is that she cares about me a lot. I know that she would care about me even if I wasn't Timmy sister. She's that kind of person. She pays a lot of attention to detail and sees things about people others wouldn't notice right away. She has a way of making someone feel special and wanted. Thanks Tiffany, for always thinking of me and including me, I'm glad you're going to be my little sister. You are beautiful inside and out, and what I appreciate about you so much is your heart that loves and fears God.