I love my sisters.
I know I mentioned them on Day 9, but I thought they deserved their own post.
Aren’t they all so pretty!?
First, there is my oldest sister…Calli.
Calli is very funny.
We shared a bedroom for most of our lives,
and she would often keep me up late playing games she just made up in her head.
Once we got it a fight and she bought me flowers to say sorry.
My next sister is Lindsey.
While we might not have gotten along when we were younger,
Lindsey is now one of my top four favorite sisters!
(At least she was…until she left me all alone in Ohio)
Sometimes we call her Nazi Mom…
but we all know that is the world ended tomorrow,
we could all live at Lindsey’s house and she would cook and clean for us.
Next, we have Summer.
Summer is my special sister.
I don’t think I have a single picture of Summer making a normal face.
But she makes me laugh.
And she lets me borrow her clothes, so points to her!
And now, my baby sister Jessica.
Jessica was adopted from a family that has a tan.
Just kidding, she’s not adopted…I’m just really white.
Jessica is (barely) taller than me.
She likes to remind me of this often.
She’s smart. And athletic. And pretty.
So yeah, I love my sisters.
They are definitely some of my favorite people.