My Little Sister. A baby sister. I remember when she arrived ~ she came packaged with the most beautiful name of all. She had curly hair. Wispy. But the back of it was always in curls. Mom taught her to drink coffee. She still does. She became one of those companion-type children once the rest of us were in school. was probably a good thing, cause i don't think we had any pets at the time. she became our pet. big brother called her kahuna-nana or buanni. i think he was trying to say princess in some foreign language. she was a princess. all of us girls are. and now...we are all old enough to be queens. she grew up in a different world than the rest of us. even a baseball bat to MY nose couldn't stop her from doing what she wanted. she's grown up to be a good people. sometimes more than good. and i loves her. even when she is just a bratty little sister. somewhere in the midst of it all, she makes me smile a smile for her.
happy birthday little sister. .....no.... happy birthday DEAR sister.
love you...50 more to come
geo
3 comments:
She's still in a different world from the rest of us, but aren't we all? She musta been a beautiful baby, 'cause baby look at you now!
Happy Birthday Auntie E! Great picture, too, and I love your blog's new look! :)
okay auntie G... time to post a blog or three
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