When I wanted to play teacher, she sat through endless hours of "school."
Ali: I don't want to play anymore.
Me: School isn't over, and NO you can't go to recess.
When I wanted to fix her hair, she let me curl and brush and pin to my heart's content.
Ali: What are those huge bumps in my hair?
Me: Those are beauty bumps, everyone has them. Now go show your friends.
When we played Barbies, she... was probably freaked out.
Ali: Why is your Barbie kissing my Ken? He's married to my Barbie.
Lindsay: They're having an affair.
She built pillow houses with me, played dress up with me, sang songs I wrote and performed dance routines I made up.
In summary, she's put up with a lot of her big sister over the years. And I love her more than words can say, for that reason... and a thousand others.
And even though we have out-grown barbies and dress up... she still plays along with my craziness.
If you need any proof, here it is. Crazy and her baby sister, and their finest.
I love you, pookie!


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Yesterday, I celebrated 2 years with him. This is us, playing putt putt- which is what we did on a date 2 years ago when he asked me to break up with my imaginary boyfriend named Greg and only date him.
Second, I've been involved in a little something I like to call "Live from the Lawn." You know, that online broadcast that consumes the last two weeks of every month? We've actually been rocking the house this week, selling up to 25% of our inventory online every day. Watch now!


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