January 13, 2011

more than sister

I'll just get straight to the point.

Karen's pregnant.
With number seven.

That's all.

No wait...
I have more to say.

Karen doesn't think this about herself, but I think she's pretty amazing.
She's my more than sister.
She's my friend, my go to person, my laughter when I'm crying.
She understands me and I her.
We can pick lint from between our toes together if we feel like it.
When we were younger and our parents would go out of town leaving her in charge, Karen would get scared at night and have me come sleep by her bedroom door. That way if an axe murderer came in the back door, he would get me first. She loves me a lot like that.
And I mucho love her too.

Karen with number six, aka Molly.