We have always known my two year old brother Uriah was a little bit dramatic, but today we experienced a little too much drama.
It all started when we were sitting down for lunch and listening to our missionary story. Anyway, Uriah asked me for a tortilla with ranch. When I brought it back, everyone started saying how gross a tortilla with ranch would be and Mr drama king buried his face in his hands and started pouting. After a few seconds I said "Guys, you're hurting his peelings" and everyone started to laugh, but we lost control when he looks up with a sad face to say "Yeah, hurt peelings" then buried his face again.
Little brothers, what would we do without them?
Have a great day!