Jan

Yesterday was my little sisters birthday.
I can remember the day Mom and Dad
brought her home. I was so excited, because I had been an only child until then. She was the prettiest baby, porcelain skin, lots of red curls, and big blue eyes. All my friends were only kids or youngest of the family, so she instantly had about a half dozen big sisters and brothers. Mom bringing me back to school from lunch at home became a big event, everyone had to see "their baby". She went everywhere with us, at least until she started talking well enough to repeat some of the things we said! I was in the band, she became the mascot, and stole the show every time we marched. She's all grown up now with kids of her own and works counselling kids at school. I'm still proud of my "little sister" and love her very much. Happy Birthday sis, one day late!