No matter what...I will always be the BIG sister!

This is my baby sister Cayla Rae (on the left). I have one sister. Cay is eight years younger than me, but to most people I look only a few years older at most. Part of the reason for that is she is now taller than me by a whole inch. That's right folks--eight years younger, and, at thirteen, she is already an inch ahead of me...and she's growing longer by the moment. That is all well and fine, but to add insult to injury she is soon to pass me in bra size as well...it is all just very sad to me. We went out yesterday for some Black Friday shopping and it occurred to me that to the casual stranger passing us, we probably both look the same age. My only consolation is that I can still kick her butt--although I am afraid that with her size even that will soon be a distant memory. The other day I was walking behind her for some reason, probably because she has longer legs than me now, and she looked behind at me and called, "Come on little sister." Well that's when I put my foot down, and, after tickeling her, I made darn clear that I will always be her big sister and she will always be my little sister no matter how BIG she gets.