Seems Like Just Yesterday...

Basically my mother had a baby late in life. She was 41 going on 42 when my younger sister, Caroline, was born. Today is Caroline's 9th birthday. Being 8 and a half years older than her I have been able to watch her grow up. I feel as though I'm her mother too. (Not actually, but kind of). It's funny because when my parents told us my mom was pregnant back when I was in 2nd grade my siblings and I all reacted differently. My older sister freaked out. She was furious and disgusted (she had just learned how babies were made). I was excited (my very own real life baby doll!!) and my brother thought he could only be a big brother if the baby was a girl. Now we all have the same reaction: Man, time flies. I can't imagine what it will be like when she turns 10 or 16 or 21! Somebody stop the clock! I'm not ready for college! Except I'm totally ready! Ahhhh LIFE!!! Okay, enough obnoxious rambling. I just can't believe how quickly Caroline is growing up and how short of a time I have until I'm on my own completely. I feel like singing Taylor Swift's "Never Grow Up" but all this sentimental crap will probably make me cry. If only we could put the breaks on life and sit at the red light on the corner of Memory Lane and Sentimental Street.