This picture has some pretty typical aspects of our childhood: Dad doing balancing acts with the baby and me acting stupid, trying to draw attention to myself.
I found out this week that my little sister Hilary, although it's not "official" yet, will be getting married in September. She's the last one of our little sibling trio. She's also 19. The rest of the family still thinks she's about 6, so it has been strange getting used to the idea of her as a married woman.
Oh yes, the infamous orange curtains. Those were the ones that got a giant splash of chocolate milk courtesy of my brother.
I was digging around in some old pictures yesterday thinking about Hillie getting married and Devin expecting their first baby, and I got a little teary-eyed. That shouldn't come as a surprise to anyone who knows me well, but given the fact that I'm pregnant (yes, you heard me right), it only makes things worse.