I remember to this day my parents telling my brother and I the great news. That I was going to be a big sister soon. I remember imagining what it would be like to hold my little sister for the first time. Walking into the hospital room and seeing my mother holding a pink blanket with a beautiful little girl wrapped in it. Sharing my dolls with her, mall trips and telling her all my secrets. Gossiping about cute boys and hoping we were the same size so we can share each others closet. All these great ideas running through my head stopped as soon as I walked into the hospital room. All this excitement stopped as soon as I found out I was a big sister to a little boy dressed in blue. Really mom and dad? Another boy? I already have a big brother. I was pretty upset, but I got over it after a little while.

Little did I know that growing up with only brothers was going to leave me with the best childhood. I got to do a lot of fun things that most little sisters didn't. I played roller hockey with them, football, basketball, cops and robbers you name it. So in return, I made them play dress up, dolls and yes school. Now when I say made, you're probably picturing me holding them down while I forced a Cinderella dress on them. Nope, I was the princess in the house and they usually did what I wanted. Probably because I always did what they wanted to do too. We took turns between our boy games and girl games. Now I'm not by any mean saying we got along every second, because no siblings do. But after five minutes of arguing back and forth, we lost track of what we were even fighting about and were moved on. And that is how it's always been, and I plan on it always being like that.

Now that were older, we are even closer. I think once I moved away to college is when we really realized how growing up with each-other, simply was amazing. I miss only being a room away from you guys.

To my older brother who just moved out; thanks for being my very first friend and my best-friend of twenty years. Living and growing up together was a blast. You're one of a kind and will always be one of the most kind-warmhearted people I know.

To my little brother who still has many years before moving out; know that your older brother and I still consider your home, our home. That we miss you everyday and that we will always be there for you. Thank-you for being the number one person to make me laugh. And thank-you for all the fun adventures.

I know many sisters say that they have the best brothers; but I simply think I do. I am so lucky with the relationship I have built with them. I know that they would do literally anything for me, as I would do for them. Love you both to the moon and back.

Your Sister