21

Twenty-one years ago today, my BABY sister made her appearance into this world.

She was born with more than her fair share of hair and - I tell you what - it's a good thing she came out a girl. For this eight-year-old big sister, a little brother simply would not have been acceptable.

I remember holding her within hours of her birth, looking at her red, scrunched-up newborn face and thinking, "Yep, this is JUST what I wanted."

I do believe that there has never been a big sister more proud of and thrilled about a new baby.
And, honestly, I'm still pretty proud of her today.

Love you, Em.

Happy Birthday.