Sister’s Day. A day to remember the sisters of our family. Of course if you keep track of our family you know that this day originated with Mason’s inquiry after mother’s and father’s day – wondering why there wasn’t a brother’s or sister’s day. So now at our house we have both. Sister’s day is on the second Sunday of September. As a mother I am full of pride and jubilee as my children spew forth their love for one another (if only momentarily). We were honored to have the Parker Parents over for dinner and the girls felt all warm and fuzzy on their special day. Just a side note – I really feel badly that I didn’t call my one and only sister on this day. She is truly the best. She has always looked out for all of us siblings in our family. Always remembering special days and occasions and giving me personal therapy sessions whenever I call with concerns or problems. I am one lucky little sister to have her around! She is very forgiving when you spill red punch on her white couch, or your child writes with permanent marker on her child’s one and only baptism book, or there was that time that I spilled hot chocolate in her brand new van or when Mason wrote with permanent marker on the big screen T.V. She has given my family ooodles of hospitality throughout the years and my kids just adore her as much as I do!
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