In our family the sisters numbers 1,3, 9,10 and 11... have a joke. Ever since we heard a conference talk about not telling "Sally she is smart and Suzie she is pretty, because all Suzie will hear is that she is not smart and Sally is not pretty" we have gone crazy labeling sisters. We believe you can only be one thing at a time, and we usually twist it so that we are calling ourselves the pretty sister. For instance, I will say "Hey Number 9, you are so smart, you are the smart sister". Which means I am definitely the Pretty sister. We all think we are so funny.
The problem is our youngest sister (#11) seems to be all things pretty, smart, talented, funny, blah blah blah...
{Sister #11 in NYC ... photo by #10}
and now...
{Sister #11 on right photo stolen from fb}
Apparently she, Number 11, is running phenom!
Congratulations Sister on being the freakin speedy sister.
1 comment:
you have not even exaggerated. She is pretty amazing
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