From day one
My sister's birthday was yesterday. I can't believe that my sister is 20 years old. Twenty. Where in the hell did the time go. I still remember very clearly my mother being pregnant & her explaining to me & my brother that there was a baby in her belly. Of course, being just 3 and 6 at the time, we proceeded to poke the belly out of sheer curiosuity & fascination. I remember being in the hospital & seeing her crying in the nursery & her name still being "Baby Girl". I also remember coming home, just rush to her crib. She didn't do much but show off her gummy smile. I didn't even mind that she was born just three weeks before my birthday. As an almost-four-year-old, there was strangely no jealousy or animosity. I also remember not wanting to ask my parents for much because I knew they'd be giving all their attention to the new baby. I love my sis. =)
Now, she's 20. Crazy. I hope that we're all aware that 1990 was that long ago. I guess, it's just about time to now make fun of the '90s. So, not only is the girl reminding me of how much older I'm getting but I'm getting more and more aware that I'll be 25 next year myself. Wowzers, ya'll.
Now, she's 20. Crazy. I hope that we're all aware that 1990 was that long ago. I guess, it's just about time to now make fun of the '90s. So, not only is the girl reminding me of how much older I'm getting but I'm getting more and more aware that I'll be 25 next year myself. Wowzers, ya'll.