I've been inspired by it.
Pioneer Woman often inspires me.
(I kinda wanna be like her when I grow up.)
(I'd stalk her if she lived Idaho instead of Oklahoma.)
So, I'm posting my 'sisters' photos on here.
Since I know my photos aren't good enough for PW.
(Since I'm not a photographer and all.)
And I don't want to embarrass myself in front of PW.
(And I can't bear rejection.)
Karen and Shelly
Welcoming the newest baby sister
Sister Jenny and Mik
Sweet Lulu and Marianna
Shelly, holding a brand new me
Watching dad light the fireworks
Karen, Jenny, and I.
Blue eyes, brown eyes
Easter Sunday, 1987.
Shelly, Karen, and yours truly.
Check out Shelly's shoulder pads.
Flat dead. Pretty much.
Molly, Lily, and Hannah
Those wedgies. Always creeping up on ya.
Emma, Molly, and Lily
Shelly and her girls.
Marianna and Lulu again.
These two take the sweetest pictures together.
Shelly and Abi
Joy and Cathryn
Lucy, Hannah, and Leah
Me and Karen's shoulder.
It used to be all of Karen, but...
one time I got mad at her and cut her right out of this pic with a pair of sharp scissors.
She deserved it.
I love my sisters.
And I love my multitude of little nieces.
Sisters are one of God's ways of saying I love you.
I can't do without them.