I'm her favorite..she loves me the best!

Growing up, I always thought our oldest sister was the favorite. She was the perfect princess while my sister and I just didn't fit into the mold of perfect. We climbed trees, got grass stains on our knees, slurped our milk loudly with our straws and likes bugs.

When I had my daughters, 21 months apart, I hoped and prayed that they'd always feel loved equally by me. They grew up the best of friends, best buds.

Even though they were very unique, and still are, I still love them equally.

My oldest, now called MB (Married Boo) was the most mishievious, dramatic child. Because of that, she went into acting class and by age three had an agent and manager. She could pour on tears and pretend faint so convincingly. She had every Shirley Temple movie memorized and thought she was the next Annie (without realizing that Annie wasn't black.)

My youngest, now TB (Teen Boo) had the most tender, shy heart. In fact, I swear that I have leg problems today from her always clinging to my right leg as I walked. She was a bug rescuer and would get off of her trike, move a roly poly out of harm's way and keep on pedaling. She saw and still sees things beautiful on the inside before the outside. She proved this by the time she was three years old, she said, "I'm gonna maiwy Stevie Wonder." I told her that that I hope she was willing to look beyond his age because he would be pretty old by then.

When I look back now on the funny things they said or did, I smile at the uniqueness that they both possess. MB is married and now vegetarian. Her husband adores her innocence and compassion for things that live and breathe. She is a gifted writer and full of wisdom for her age.
She has a flare for fashion that spells vintage, classic, beautiful. She can make a pair of red shoes from a thrift store look like Jimmy Chiu's.

TB is the most innocently beautiful cherub. She has a toughness about her that has always existed, yet, still hates the dark and the sound of balloons popping. She can go into the kitchen and create a masterpiece with three ingredients and make it taste like a gourmet meal. She lets me get into tons of mischief without shaking her finger at me and telling me to behave.

The good thing is that I see myself in both of them and I LOVE it!!!