i love my sister.

she has been my best friend since birth. well, ok, i will admit we had our arguments and fights... but in the end, we were always best buddies. i have so many good memories about times with her. let's see...

playing "house" with our dolls.

dressing up and pretending to be living in Colonial days.

playing "drive-thru" with our little kitchen.

jumping on our mini trampoline.

one time we got Dad's shaving cream out and covered the ENTIRE bathroom with it

playing with our Barbies and Kitchen Littles all afternoon!

pretending to be Indians as we "lived" and "cooked" in our indian tepee.

hanging out at our "clubhouse" in the backyard where we built a fence around it, made a fire pit, and used pine branches for seating.

putting our swim suits on and spraying each other with the hose on hot summer afternoons... then making mud pies and mud soup

riding our bikes up and down the street

baking cookies with mom and then once we were old enough, baking them all on our own.

playing "picnic" in the living room during the winter-- we used an ice bucket, coasters, and other items found in the bottom of the china cabinet and a old table cloth.

playing "beach" in the living room-- putting on our swim suits and laying out on towels to "tan."

going to the pool with Dad in the evenings and swimming our little hearts out.

going to the park and playing tennis... even though we were terrible at it.

pitching baseball in the backyard on summer evenings.

drawing with sidewalk chalk all over the driveway.

building snowmen, and once an igloo, in the winter.

going sledding until we were too cold, then coming in and drinking hot chocolate.

walking to the library together and loading our backpacks with books.

travelling to the beach with our family, getting sooo excited as we neared the coast.

there are so many more memories i have with my sweet sister, and i am so thankful for the times that we've shared together.

i love her so much!