Sister

I have always said that my younger sister is the best present my parents ever gave me.

It holds true even more now that we're getting older. How wonderful is it to have someone in the world who totally, 100%, unequivocably, truly gets you? Who knows you better than you sometimes know yourself, who cheers you on when things are tough and celebrates your victories more than anyone else in your life? Sis keeps me accountable, she makes me giggle, and she makes me think about who I really am and who I am capable of being.

My Sis is here for a weekend visit to meet Bear. This qualifies as a Big Deal. I cried like a big sap when we saw Sis in the airport and I was holding my son in the Moby, waiting to introduce them. My heart was flip-flopping, waiting to introduce these two special people. Aside from DH and my saintly mother, there is no adult on the planet who means more to me than Sis. To have her meet my son for the first time was a moment I'll never forget. And later, seeing the tear stains down her beautiful face from her tears of joy made me realize that it was an equally huge deal for her to meet Bear.

More on Sis later...

I've got to hop along now...DH took Sis out for a run, and Bear and I have some serious prep work to do. We're off to a pumpkin farm for punkins and fresh air later today, and I have to change a very messy diaper. Yikes!