Sunday, January 30, 2011

what goes around, comes around

My sister, Tonya, and her kids spent the weekend with us. Friday night we watched the kids while Tonya and Jeremy went to the temple. I was getting the baby ready for bed while Brakston was putting her boys to bed. He went in to help them say prayers when one of them asked, "Brakston, how old are you?" Brakston asked them how old they thought he was. The answer: "62"!

Too funny.

Tonya thought it was excellent payback because when she returned from her mission Brakston guessed her age at 41. Karma.

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