Today is my sister’s 29th birthday. I feel like two minutes ago we were small, and she was pulling antics like this:

But now she’s all grown up! My sister and I went through times good and bad, great and terrible, but we’re pretty much best friends now. (Right, Nik?) When were little, we shared a room, and though I hated it at the time, I am pretty sure it prepared me for college, for agreeing to things, and also, how to be bossed around (which is pretty important to learn!)

Here we are on the first day of school, with our punk bro, Mikie (Hi, Mikie!) He was also around to gang up on me with Nikki, or to follow us around as we played everything from Fairyland to dog (you can guess who had to go in the dog house!)

I include this photo as evidence that Nikki is still the boss of me (this photo is from the summer of 2011…and I am sure a similar one could be found of the last time I saw her.)

Anyways, Happy Birthday, sorella. I am glad that you are my one and only sister, my twin (only blond and blue eyed and short) and that we get to hang out every once in a while and do yoga and eat Jax and generally entertain ourselves.

I love you!