Congrats Grad!

When I was about ten years old, my little sister Alicia was born.  She was like my very own personal (but alive) doll-baby.  I always wanted to be the one to hold her, rock her and feed her a bottle.  When she took her first steps, I'm pretty sure she walked to me first. And to the everlasting chagrine of my mother, she called me "mama" for a short period of time (Mom has spent years trying to get me back for this). 

And now, my little sister is taller than me and all grown up. Congratulations little sister for all your hard work in Highschool and many well wishes for the future!