Male Bonding

My twin brother Cris and I returned from our two year missions to find our younger brother Jamie, who had just spent two years in a house with 5 sisters, craving some good old fashioned male bonding (AKA wrestling). It just so happens that I left a kid brother and returned to find a young man, with the muscles to prove it. A combination of his new found strength and my mission "halo" left me feeling quite certain I didn't want to regress into big-brother vs. little-brother wrestling matches. I think I managed to hold out for a week.

Fast forward 8 years and I find myself in the same situation. I've only sporadically seen Jamie over the last 4 years, partly due to his mission and mostly due to his going to school at BYU. You may recall that I am now earning my MBA at BYU, so we find ourselves in close proximity once again.

I'm fairly convinced that Jamie spent the last 8 years physically preparing for this reunion, while I've just been resting on my laurels (i.e. any intimidation that may remain from the good old days). As a result, the most frequent comment I get is - "Did you lose more weight?"

Enough background. Conference weekend, Jamie's girlfriend came out to visit from Boston. Seizing on the moment to demonstrate how his 8 years of working out had paid off, Jamie insisted on a wrestling match. Lisa quickly joined in and pushed me off the couch into the fray - and then sat there taking pictures.

I got crushed.

We love Jamie