Thanks for "helping" me down the steps each year at Christmas...
Thanks for allowing me to flush your favorite Heman PJs down the potty...(and not killing me)
Thanks for always letting me be Ken so Heman could kill me and date Barbie...
Thanks for letting me pal around with your friends...
Thanks for telling me my entire life that I am either a) from the Zoo or b) from Mars...and for teaching your son the same thing...
Thanks for telling me not to eat the moth ball...(guess I was good practice for John)...
Thanks for helping me get the "good stuff" out the cabinet to put on our ice cream when Dad wasn't around...
Thanks for years of hand-me-downs...they are still my favorite...got any for me?
Thanks for eating week old rum cake then "doing the Elvis"...
Thanks for making me proud to be "Mary Beth's sister" and for not getting mad the first time you were "Gray's sister"
but most of all - thanks for letting me call you Sister my entire life and for being my sister.
Oh and if you don't mind, how about finish up having kids in the next couple of years so I can get all your hand-me-down baby stuff and not have to buy any of it...deal - okay, sweet!
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I love you too! Thank you for spending your weekend with us and for my earrings. I wore them to church on Sunday. Oh - thank you too for keeping that crazy dog. It's not often your sister messes up, but that was a Tucker-sized screw-up.
Andrew and I have decided that we are going to start billing you for any repairs/replacements that he causes...just kidding! We love Tucker-man even if he does snore and lick all night long.
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