Meet my sister. When we were kids we fought like demonettes. We have a brother who is nine years younger than me…I'm surprised we didn't traumatize the boy. He was VERY blonde as a young child….so we'd paint him on some eyebrows…throw in a little goatee for good measure. She is 3 years older than me….which would make her….well never mind.
She says we would put the "ya ya sisterhood to shame". 🙂 (see her comments on the forgiveness post).
I have been trying to get her to start her own blog, alas I am a failure in this department. She has a wicked sense of humor, smart beyond words….and best of all she's MINE!