Yup. It’s true. My older sister is practically perfect – or pretty darn close to it.
+ that is a complement. She’s incredible.
It would be an understatement to say that I looked up to her growing up. The reality is: if she did something, I wanted to do it too.
I owe a lot to her + I’m sure Harlow will need to go to her for therapy, as I have no idea what it’s like to be the first born!
Brianne paved the way through school: she often had “difficult” teachers, only for us to be able to steer clear of them.
She lived her life with the bar set high: keeping the bar high for Kaitlyn + I.
She’s super smart + uber pretty + an incredible woman of God.
She also choreographs ah-mazing synchronized swimming routines, I think she’s doing some freelance now, if you’re interested.
+ She’s a great theatre producer. Just ask any of our neighbors who had the privilege of attending on of our performances we put on in the front yard. Oh the memories.
It’s Brianne’s BIRTHDAY!
Happy Birthday, Cheese!
+ because digging up old photos is just too much fun…
[don't worry, I'm sticking with the still-cute-toddler-ish-photos not the super-awkward-in-middle-school-photos. I could say it's because I'm being nice to my sister, but the reality is: I don't want photos of me in middle school on the blog. SCARY.]
Copying her every move.
Smooches from my sis.
I sort of want her “Brianne” sweater in my size. With Kacia all over it, of course.
Dressing up like mommy + daddy for Halloween.
I am so lucky + blessed to have you as a big sister, Bri. I still look up to you + am so happy to have you as one of my best friends. I just wish you lived down the street….
Pssst: Harlow asked me this morning for cousins. #justsayin ;o]