In 2007, my very best girl was born. I sat in the waiting room eagerly on a Wednesday afternoon, waiting to go back and see Mom, and to find out whether or not I was going to have another boy, or girl cousin. Dad came to the waiting room to tell the rest of the family that you had arrived, and that you were a beautiful, healthy baby girl. You were all wrapped up in Mom's arms, and I couldn't wait to get my hands on you. I was 10 years old when you were born, and I couldn't wait to be old enough to carry you around like a baby and on my hip, and to watch you all by myself - all of the things big people get to do.

Growing up and having your mommy and daddy as my second parents was such a blessing, and it meant that I was going see you all the time. When I turned 12, I started to babysit you, and I haven't stopped since. I taught you and your brother how to tie your shoes, and we practiced letters, reading, math, and so much more. When I was 14, you and I tried out for a ballet, and danced in Aladdin the ballet together. Although you don't remember much of that, and at the time you were too little to really understand, I was so excited to share my love for dance with you, and to teach you new things.

Throughout my teenage years, I was the dominant babysitter, and you preferred me over anyone (Shh, don't tell the others). I spend my summers babysitting you and your brother, and I can't think of any other job that I'd rather have. I look forward to all of the new adventures to be had, all of the ice cream to be eaten, and all of the soccer to be played.

When I was 13, I competed in the Wayne County Fair Queen and Princess Pageant. At this time, you were really into princesses, and dress up, and really took an interest to what I was doing. Throughout my entire pageant experience and beyond, you have been a big supporter, and I can't wait until you compete.

Today, I am finishing my first year of college. I knew before I left, that it was going to be hard to leave you, and only see you occasionally, and boy was I right. I hate missing out on the little things, like knowing how your day at school was, being able to get you off the bus, and missing out on the "Hi Sissy!" followed by a tight squeeze. You're my best friend, I tell you everything, and you just get me. When I come home and see you, I hate telling you that I have to leave, and I'll see you again when I'm home. I cherish all of the memories that we have made, and I cherish our strong relationship. I'll never be too old to hold your hand, build Lego creations, teach you new things, and to kiss you before bed.

You truly are my Best Girl, Anna Lauren

- Love always, Sissy