Ah, younger siblings. Either you have them or you are one. We have a little sister. We like her now but when she came into the world we were like "What? Who is this lil thing that everyone seems to love more than us?", so the first few years were strained. Yeah, younger siblings can be so irritating. Like the one time when we were young, all the big kids climbed up the tree but lil sis couldn't so she told on us and we had to come down. What a hater right? But she grew and we came to like her; even LOVE her! And we've had great times: From tackling each other on camps bay beach to sitting in the front row of the Anaconda ride at Gold Reef City. Our family reality show; random photo shoots and jamming in the car when we pick her up from school.
Now your 18 lil sister and all grown up. I'm very proud of the young woman you're becoming and the blessing you are in my life. I love you P-dogg and this ones for you:
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