Like peanut butter and jelly. His "little girl" has finally come along. She slows him down, she softens him, she adores him. He adores her. He kisses her head a hundred times a day and runs his fingers through her fuzzy soft hair. He rubs his fingers on her cheeks to feel how soft they are just like we did to him when he was a baby.
"Mom, I never want her to become a big boy like me. I want her to stay a baby forever."
Just like you push her in her stroller now, you will push her in her sled down hill "runs" you've both built up with snow jumps. You will help her change her pink rubber tires on her tassled pink bike. You will desperately try to keep her away from your toys, but this will be an easy task compared to keeping her away from your friends.
You will go to her first apartment when you get off late from work when she is scared and you will stay with her until she feel safe. You will help her change flat tires, mufflers and stereo systems in her first car. You will help her move and you will help her move on.
You will love her no matter what she does and you will always be her big brother.
She will always be your "baby girl." She will always love you as long as you love her.
I know this is true, because I am that little sister and I always will be.
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