Well today she did it. My baby sister turned 18.
Is it crazy that I remember the night she was born? All 11 lb 7 oz of her. It was super foggy and quite cold (sound familiar?) and when I called our Aunt, Uncle, and cousins in Ronald to tell them the new babe was a girl, my silly Uncle Pat shouted to his family that it was a boy. And then my aunt took the phone from him and I told her the real answer.
And everyone was relieved, after five boys who didn't want the baby to be a girl?
So here's to you, dear sister, may you enjoy 18 and have the happiest of birthdays!
MWAH!
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