It's copy cat season. I've known for a while how you feel about your sister but lately it's very apparent, as you mimic every thing she does. On the outside she feigns exasperation but on her ooey gooey inside I know that she's doing a happy dance. The other day she dressed you up in a pretty pink princess dress and the two of you danced around the room, singing loudly for all the world to hear. You were happy as happy could be - and I laughed until I cried.
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