Well, today I feel old. *insert pout* I know that I am only 29, but I can’t help but to think back on the days when my baby sister was, well, just that… A baby. I used to calculate how old I’d be when she hit certain milestones, or how old she would be when I hit certain milestones. Would she be old enough to babysit my children if I got married and had kids at 25? How old would she be the year I turn 30? The answer to that one is 16. Sweet 16. Well, today is that day. My baby sister isn’t a baby anymore. She is 16. What. am. I. to. do?
Here is my baby sister in all of her sweet 16 glory. I couldn’t have asked for a sweeter, more lovely girl to be my sister.
I love you Bethy Boo Boo Head and I’m so proud of the beautiful girl you have grown to be.