Happy Birthday to my little Judester.
Jane Austen is her fave.
Unusually good sleeper.
Drop dead gorgeous smile.
Yes, she can quilt like nobody's business.
Don't worry, she's just in Paris studying abroad.
Every night (okay, I have no recollection, but I think MOST nights) dad took me and my little Jude to bed the sack o' taters way. Weren't we just the cutest? Look how much hair dad has! I remember: playing barbies, school, pretend, tag (even though she always ran inside when she got tagged), having a partner in crime to set all of the stinkin mermaid traps, swimming, monopoly, dress up, dancing to mariah carey and whitney houston (yeah baby), convincing me that country music wasn't so bad, doing my hair when mom wouldn't do it anymore, abusing me with beanie babies :) (I'm sorry I had to include that), helping me convince babysitters that we WERE allowed to rollerblade in the house, and riding to high school together. I'm so thankful God gave me a sister like Jude. We needed each other. And we still do.
Haaaaaappy Birthday!
And there are sirens outside my house. That is my cue to go to bed.
2 comments:
ann! you're such a sweet sister. i love love love you. so many good memories together. and just look at how cute we used to be, even if we are being held by a strange guy with lots of hair on the back of his head... weird.
Yes, you both were adorable! Happy B-Day Annie in April, and Judy May 17th. We love you both! By the way, let's hear it for Country music, even though I haven't heard any in about 16 months.
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