I love you so much.
You are my first, tallest, smartest, quietest, humblest, gentlest brother.
I am so stinking glad that you got married yesterday.
I am sick and tired of you talking about how you want to get married.
I know that you are going to be an amazing husband to Kara.
I am so honored to call you my brother.
I love how you take it when Jon and I pick on you. We both know that you are the favorite so we gotta get our jabs in somehow.
And remember..being the favorite means that you are going to be the one to wipe mom and dad when they are unable. It is not quite the honor as you may think. But..you will be making more money than Jon and I so you will probably just pay someone to do it.
I am so thankful that you came out to Virginia to live for a bit. I will take full credit for your awesome style and that you are now going to be a chiropractor.
Let's remember the 'wardrobe' if you want to call it that, when you came out to VA and how you were gonna move to OK and get a minimum wage job workin at Braum's or somethin
My prayer for you as a husband is that you will learn how to love that hot woman of yours as Christ loved the church. That you will serve her and rub her back and let her have the last of the Nutella. That you will become a student of her.
You are a great man of God and I thank HIM for you.
I am sorry for burning your hand with the lightbulb when we were babies
what parents leave an open lightbulb within a 3yr olds reach... but I think your scar is pretty cool so, once again, I will accept your thanks.
Look. I just met you Friday.
Not quite sure what I fully think about you yet. I mean, you are good looking and your quads are to die for. Your cheek bones are perfect and my brother married you...so..I guess I will learn to love you.
I hope you know that I have not liked ANY of the many girls that my brother hoped to marry. None. But once he told me that you understand his mumbling and you finish his crossword puzzles, I thought, WOW. I really like this chic.
I am so glad to have you as my sister.
My prayer for you is that you will respect my brother and become a student of him. That you will learn to cook well and you will run a great home. I pray that you will serve him everyday and in every way. Pray for him daily and make sure he doesn't get fat.
I had a great time with you this weekend and I can't wait for you and Nate to get back from your honeymoon so I can re-do your wardrobe and teach you how to cook.
Don't forget that I am the oldest and wisest of the siblings.
You got a great man and are one lucky lady.
Welcome to the Thomas family!!
And don't ever forget Mrs.Thomas, that I wrestled and I am a Thomas so if you EVER do anything to hurt my brother...
Love you guys!!!!!!!