Seeing them ‘play’ together while my sister sleeps through my baby’s finger up her nose. Let’s blame the jet-lag combined with her inheritance of my dad’s ability to sleep deeply under any circumstance.
And realizing their shared affection for (faux)fur stoles.
Watching your sister’s adventurous spirit at the sushi restaurant turn into a battle against vomiting at the table.
Having to cut your sister off at karaoke because she has a little too much enthusiasm for screaming ballads at the top of her voice.
We had an amazing time together this week. Just me, my sister, and my daughter, a really rare chance to be just the three of us. Thanks, Al, for traveling all the way from Norway to Japan and back. We love you.