Sisters

I was born into a family with 5 sisters, so that means my parents had 6 girls.  I simply did not have a brother.  I always wanted a brother, and my sister #2 and I both thought it would be perfectly satisfactory to trade the last baby girl, sister #5, for a brother.  We even told my poor Mother this, on the very day she brought her home from the hospital!  Now as I think about this with an adult mind, I wonder how Mom ever did survive!

We all were also quite close in age.  About a year, or at most, 2 years in between in of us.  As the oldest, I was 7 years older than my youngest sister.  Which, looking back, did work to my advantage, as I was able to take her for show-n-tell in second grade!

Anyway, here is a shot with sister #3 (on the left) and sister #2 (on the right).  I even thought it was especially nice that we all wore blue that day!