Today I'm grateful for my 'not-so-old-but-infinitely-wise' sister (Aunt G). She's known me all my life and is the one person who can give me truly tough-love advice (there's no fooling an older sister).
Just yesterday she let me vent about my horrible might-be-teething-or-just-bored-wouldn't-stop-crying-both-needed-holding twin day (it's not always roses for Clan Donovan). And just like magic, after our conversation, I felt cured (we've evolved from the teen-ridden pity parties on 'why do boys not like me' to much more sophisticated 'why do my babies not like me' conversations).
So 'Aunt G' I'm grateful you are my big sister and even more grateful you answer the telephone while in the middle of making sandwiches.
me and my sister playing in a sand box at Oma and Opa's house (Germany 1979)
4 comments:
aw i love this! what a great photo too.
Awwww... wish I had a big sis *sniffle*sniffle* Yours is a great one!!
Debits and Credits...those little buggers LIVE on 'em. They will debit you to death and then with one giggle, they credit you up so you forget.
Honestly, its a bit of an abusive relationship. My baby would PROJECTILE milk all over me (after hours...okay long minutes of breastfeeding). Then, we'd strip down, hop in the shower together and he'd get all cute and cuddly again. It's like the diamond ring after the black eye, but you keep coming back for more. :)
(Is this a horrible analogy???)
xoxoxoxo
Hang in there.
Awww! What a sweet picture! You're doing great.
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