I am in for a major meltdown when my own kids begin graduating, as I was slightly emotional (I'll just blame the pregnancy) seeing my little(st) sister in her cap and gown this weekend. Being 7 years older, I can remember all the way back to where I was standing in my friend's house when my dad called from the hospital to say we had another sister. From that day on she was my little baby doll, only real! From taking her to show-and-tell in 2nd grade, to letting her sleep in my bed almost every night, she was my little buddy. She has grown into quite the accomplished "young woman", but I will forever see her in pj's, with her long blonde curls at the age of 4. Thank goodness we won't have miles and miles and miles between us come time for her to head to college, as none of us, especially Miss Emory, would know what to do without Aunt Jo!
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Congrats Jo! I remember when your parents brought her home, wow how time goes!
Wow, Jo is graduating! I remember when she was one of the mini's with curls in her hair! Has it really been that long?
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