A Good Soup, Aged 22 Years

It's my kid sister's birthday.

I'm feeling very sentimental about it, this year. I love that girl.

This is my beautiful sister, whom I call Soup.


She has these intense ice-blue eyes. Almost grey. Paired with dimples? Forgetaboutit.

She was the cutest little girl.
And even then, she was wise on chocolate.

And elephants.

She is a serious force to be reckoned with.


But she is not serious.


She is adventurous - and is always willing to try new things. I've never even been fishing, let alone caught the rare white stag of fishies that legend tells grants three wishes if you catch it, cook it over an open flame, and eat it.

She let it go, instead. She has the softest heart I know. Just ask all her pets.


She looks good under water.


And she looks good in Rumba.


She is one of my favorite people on this green earth, and one of my best friends. But before you get any ideas, you should probably know. She's taken. By this guy:


She loves him. He takes good care of her. This - above all his other commendable qualities - makes me love him, too.

Happy Birthday, Soup!





3 comments:

Megan.Card said...

Thanks so much Steph!
You always know how to put a smile on my face and make me feel good about myself! I'm very grateful to have you in my life! You too are one of my best friends! I love you so much!!!

Tammy said...

She is an amazing girl and such a good example to me I want to be just like her when I grow up!

Grandpa Rusty said...

She, like her sisters, constantly takes my breath away with how brilliant, amazing and wonderful she is. Could a Papa be any more proud?