Or two thousand and ten.
However you choose to say it (I choose twenty ten), what an awesome year for a senior to graduate.
I’m short on words today, so I’ll just let the photos do the talking. What can I say, there’s a first for everything. 
I always wanted a little sister, but for some reason my Mom never followed through on the order… something to do with 8 children being enough. My thoughts are you have 8 already, you might as well go for 9. She didn’t fall for that one either.
Instead of being a big sister I had to settle for being an aunt which, in my opinion, is better than having a younger sister. Jessika, who I lovingly call Jessi-Ka-Ka, was born when I was 10 years old making me closer in age to her than I am my oldest sister… did you follow me on that one?
I love her loads and I think it’s safe to say, she’s not a little girl anymore!
Simply stunning!
