Little Big

My little sister turned 20 today.

20.

She was born in Las Vegas at some un-natural time like 4 am. I was 12 1/2. Yes, quite the difference. (Look, I gave my age away. Again. Bad habit.)

And we are quite different.

Anyway, it's weird that she's 20. She didn't really want to do anything. She's kind of a home-body. But it was nice to actually all eat dinner together. We laughed, she snorted, we all laughed more. Then we took turns playing with the pink Etch-a-sketch my mom thought would be hilarious to get her. (I bought her a PSP for Christmas - she's covered for a while.)

All in all, nice and quiet and just what my 20 year old sister wanted.

Happy Birthday, Little Big Sister!