Wishing my baby sister a very happy 19th birthday!
When you’re 8 years old and your mom has a baby, it’s pretty much a dream come true. Little Amanda was like my very own living, breathing doll. My mom jokes that Amanda had 3 mommies, as my other sister and I were so eager to help out (whether it was asked for or not).
I’d like to remind my easily-tanned sisters that tanning and sun exposure lead to wrinkles. So when I’m 90 and they’re both about to turn 88 and 82 respectively, I won’t look a day over 80 and their haggard asses will look 102. :) Love you, poopsies!
In a city of over 8 million people, it’s strange that the addition of just 4 people made it seem so full. It was unreal how acutely I felt my family’s absence once they left. I needed them that weekend. I’m so thankful for them.
I talk about my family - especially my sisters - a lot on this blog, but for good reason. They make me incredibly happy. It’s rare to catch us together without smiles on our faces. Always smiling, laughing, and joking. I’m really looking forward to being with everyone again in December.
Flashback Friday: I Dream of Jeanie and Ariel Edition (circa 1992)
My mom insists that I’m not smiling because I was disappointed that I had to bundle up under my costume and it ruined the effect. (My sister’s costume was much more conducive to layering for a cold Michigan Halloween. Growing up, it routinely snowed/sleeted on Halloween.) Good times!
A sister can be seen as someone who is both ourselves and very much not ourselves - a special kind of double. ~Toni Morrison
Wishing my beautiful baby sister Amanda a very, very happy birthday! You’re 18!!!
I still remember the day Laura and I were told our new sister had arrived. It was a hot June morning and we made cards for you and Mom as we impatiently waited for Dad to pile us into the car. The day you came home, all of the neighborhood kids were camped out waiting to catch a peek of you.
Now you’re all grown up and heading to college. You have grown into such a beautiful person with many talents and a boundless capacity to love. It seems impossible that we managed to cram so many happy, fun memories into 18 years. You amaze me every day with your drive and determination, your beauty and your brains, and your uncanny ability to make me laugh. I am so proud to call you my sister. Have a wonderful day! I will be celebrating you in the Big Apple.
In the summertime when the weather is hot, you can stretch right up and touch the sky…
With the ushering-in of the summer season this past week, it only seemed appropriate to post a picture of the Woodruff girls on the boat at the cottage. In all likelihood we had already each inhaled a bagel and cream cheese and were getting ready/rushing to be the first people tubing on the lake. There was just no keeping us out of the water…