photo by our dad. See what I mean?
They always liked her better.
Aggles is my sister. Three years younger than I am. Right after she's born, my parents bring her home from the hospital and put her in the bassinet. My old bassinet. They had told me when I had a baby sister I'd have somebody to play with. She won't play at all! She just lies there! Obviously shortchanged, when my parents aren't looking I grab one of her tiny fingers and twist it as hard as I can. Then my parents get mad at me.
She isn't so bad anymore. In fact, she's made my life lots easier and fun, and I like her a lot. But she makes sure to live at least 3,000 miles away from me.
