After lunch Lisa said they had to get going and before they left us Krissy handed Mark a napkin that she had written her phone number on and told him to call her later that night. My brother had turned beet red and it was the cutest thing I had ever seen. Better yet was that not only did he call Krissy, but that night at dinner when Mark would usually just eat and listen to us talk, he had started telling Mom and Dad about Krissy. It was the first time he had ever really talked to them without being coaxed, and they were thrilled. Of course Mark and...