Thursday, June 2, 2011

Ya know, it's weird.

On October 31st, 1992 I was "forced" to go Trick-Or-Treating with my friend because my mom was in the hospital having a baby girl named Frankie. I remember the first time I saw her. My mom let me "hold" her and I thought she was so cute.

Once she came home I enjoyed spending time with her. I loved watching her sleep in her swing. I enjoyed watching her learn to crawl, walk, and talk. I remember her first day of school. I remember the day she was baptized. I remember a lot. Through many memories I watched her grow into the woman she is today.

She's different than me in almost every way. What she's interested in is stuff that I try to avoid doing. She has dreams to teach English in Japan, make video games, and become a super awesome Halo gamer. If you know me at all you would know that I pretty much don't want to do any of those things...ever.

Yet, she is my sister and I love her.

Today, she graduated from high school. It was so cool to see her in her cap and gown, hear her name being read, and watching her cap thrown into the air. *pictures to come.

Congratulations, Frankie. Welcome to the real world.


Toni said...

Aw that's how I felt when Travis graduated last week. Congratulations, Frankie! : )

Jeigh said...

Congratulations, Frankie! I felt the same way with Fatty, too.