My Little Sister's 21?!?!

Yesterday was my sister Kristina's birthday. I can't believe she's 21...almost as unbelievable as the fact that I will be 24 in 2 weeks! Yikes. But, I thought that I would post a bit of a tribute to my favourite brunette sister (she used to be very sensitive about the whole brunette thing, but I think time, and stints of blondeness have healed her wounds). Here is a pictorial tribute to a sister I've become closer to living thousands of miles apart. (sniff)

The wee butterball I loved (but struggled) to hold in my arms.

Kristina learned and exploited my weaknesses at a very early age, a time-honoured tradition that continues today.

This is quite possibly one of my all-time favourite pictures of Wedge (a tender nickname she earned as a result of incidents such as this one).

Although the similarities are striking, no we aren't twins, we just wore matching outfits until our adolescent years.

Reliving our childhood with some healthy (and stiff) competition: subjective Guess Who? Does your person look like he may have spent some time in jail?It took me moving to Utah to realize how much I love and miss my sister. She's grown up so fast and so much (that I make her bend down a little bit in pictures). She had a wonderful birthday, even without me there. Love you Wedge!