It's my baby sister's birthday today.
She's old as dirt. (I'm WAY older, so that's to be expected). I was the person that held her in the back seat of the car on the way home from the hospital. I was the first person to make her laugh. We can fight like fiends -- and get totally nasty about it, but we usually make up.
Hell, I love her enough to introduce her to my tattoo artist. ;-)
Happy birthday, KK. I love you *this* much and I promise to share my color books with you.