When I was a little girl my parents would reiterate over and over that one day, when my sister Mandi and I grew up, we would be friends.
I felt that was about as likely as finding a yellow brick road outside of our house.
And believe me… I looked.
We are four years apart. The same amount of time that separates my own two children. But it must have been a gender thing. Or a personality thing. Either way we could barely be in the same room together growing up.
But grow up, we did.
And my parents were right.
Don’t ever, ever tell them that I said so, though.
Because having a sister is the best thing ever. I love Mandi with all of my heart.
Although there is one thing that is irksome. Her hair. It is naturally that color and I have to dye mine. Sigh. Lucky girl.
But editing these pictures was the most difficult task I have had with this blog yet. It is hard enough getting a good enough picture to post on the internet of one person, but two people? Impossible.
I love the picture of my sister here. Me? Not so much.
But isn’t that what being sisters is all about? Teaching one to be less selfish. To think of others. To learn to share.
Nah. It’s about having an insane amount of fun.
We could not stop laughing at these gnomes. She mentioned somethin’ about their looks. It had me in hysterics. It was a very unprofessional photo shoot.
Did I say we grew up? Scratch that.
The cameraman was second guessing his
marital partner choice “career” choice.
Thanks Mandi for taking pictures with me! I love you! And hey, I am missing my pink gnome. I don’t suppose you know anything about that… Just kidding. I think it ran away. Too much sisterly love… Or gnome jokes.
Do you have siblings? Do they make you laugh like nobody else? Isn’t it wonderful?