Ok, so when I was growing up, especially as a teenager there were certain things I felt expected to do because my sister had done them. For instance, she worked at KFC, so I worked at KFC. Don't get me wrong, we were VERY different, still are, but when it came time to pick a college, I wouldn't even consider going to school where she was at because I wanted to make sure I was doing something she had never done. Then I fulfilled many dreams I'd had...spending an entire summer in Yellowstone, three total out west, somewhat living out the song, "Wide Open Spaces" forgetting that I ever felt like everything I did was because my sister had done it.
I have a lot of time to think of these things and got to thinking about the irony of it while feeding Emily late last night. The ironic part. My sister had gotten married on May 19. When we were deciding on our wedding day (which was based almost 100% on the date of departure for the cruise we wanted before prices went to summer rates) fate once again put me back in my sister's footsteps, however the marriage part seems to be working out much better for me. And then we decided to have a baby. And her birthday is the same as my sister's oldest. Strange how things work out isn't it?
And now that wonderful little girl I have is sound asleep...I'm missing my opportunity so I need to go.