Dear Perri,
Today you are 18 and your big sister is a blubbering mess. It seems like just yesterday I held you in my arms for the very first time, your eyes like little raindrops and my eight year old hand cradling your itty bitty head.
I always tease you that you wouldn't be here if it weren't for me - Mom and Dad really weren't planning on having another child, but I begged them for a baby sister. Good thing I'm convincing, right? My life changed forever on November 5, 1992... It was good before, but no comparison to what followed.
I want you to know how proud I am of you. You are poised, sophisticated, witty, creative, and bright. Like Dad once said, what you lack in height you make up for in stature. You are 18 going on 30.
You are the Woodstock to my Snoopy and the Piglet to my Pooh. You are my best friend.
This year I wish for you an easy college admissions process, a great date to the prom, and all of the other wonderful things that life has to offer. You deserve it.
Happy birthday, baby.
I love you more than you'll ever know!
Teddi
I cannot believe your sister is 18!
ReplyDeleteI feel old.
*TEARS!* Such a sweet post :) Happy birthday to Perri!
ReplyDeleteoh God, Teddi, these posts always make me cry. And they make me want to have kids too!
ReplyDeleteThis is so sweet! I wish I had a big sister as sweet and loving as you.
ReplyDeleteLovely! I was listening to Moon River while reading this post and it made me smile : )
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday Perri! cannot wait to hear the recap xo
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