I love the way your great brown eyes light up when you beat me at a game. Your eagerness to teach me chess is nothing short of perfect. Whatever movie I suggest to watch, you will always agree and sit by my side. And when I bake cupcakes, or burn them or destroy them, no matter what, you will munch on them and insist they are fine. My favorite is when I sing a line to a song, and you hum the tune throughout the day, like a small bird.
For my little sister, Rachel. She's 11, but filled with creativity and love. We fight of course but ultimately we're best friends along with Erin. (Her poem is coming up .)