To my baby sister:
Through childhood rivalry, hatred and teasing crept behind every corner. Teenagers we settled for mumbles and glares.
As young adults we cherish every single argument, every laugh and story shared. Family.
27 years on this earth, knowing you for 24, baring you for 21 years. I love you. Happy birthday you Little Shit.
P.S. yes I capitalized the last two words, which means I gave it some thought.