I couldn't have been more than a few days old when my older sister wanted to give me a kiss on my forehead and as I began to cry my Mother discovered she had left her teeth prints behind...years later she was the one in charge to babysit me lets just say I had a up close and personal look at the inside of a toilet bowl while watching my ponytail swirl in the water as sister threatened to flush me down the commode...once sister and her friend wanted to go to the store near by which required sneaking away from me so I would not fallow them, it also requires jumping an electric fence in the neighbors back yard...they jumped... I didn't I was close lined by the fence and believe me I used that to my advantage when they had to carry me to the house and explain to my Mother what happen...Oh, there are many more stories I could share, like the time my Dad went away to summer camp for the Army Reserve and My sister wanted to back his truck up out of the building and wash it or something ...the problem was she forgot to shut the truck door (duh) and nearly ripped the whole door off the truck, to which I got complete pleasure watching her cry for two solid weeks waiting for Daddy to come home so she could tell him! But then we grew up and had our own children, and became very close, she became my best friend the one I could always run to when I needed someone to talk to, we still had our disagreements but she was always there, today I look up to her so much she has become a strong person where so many others would have crumbled. She is a compassionate loving person that God has so much in store for, she is my soft place to fall and my rock to lean on. She is my number one critic for all my new hair styles, (brutally honest..thanks sis) quick to point out all my grey hair and laugh when I tell her I have retired a pair of jeans I can't fit in anymore...she is my food critic, always pointing out that "that has 1,000 calories in it and it will make your butt big" She is my check book balancer ( I know that sounds odd, but I'm not really good with numbers) I know that there are some people that aren't close with there siblings, and I feel bad for them, family is very important to us and I can almost assure you there are rarely any days that pass that Melissa and I don't call each other on the phone we talk everyday, I'm not sure what about but, we talk. So I know your reading this Sister (cuz you are my biggest blog fan) and I just wanted to tell you I love you and I'm so proud of you, thank you for all that you are and all that you do!!