Dear Teresa

Since I only have a handful of readers, and since most of those are my direct family, I think you can forgive me for this post... My littlest sister, 9 year old Teresa is my blog's biggest fan. She reads every post and whenever she sees me, she always asks, "when are you going to post something else?" So, here you go Reebz, a post dedicated to you :) - don't worry Kitty, I can dedicate one to you later if you like...

So, Reebz, what is there that you don't know? You are the youngest in the family, yet you know everybody's business even better than they know their own. Whenever there is trouble, you are generally there- not necessarily because you are involved, but more because you want to be. Whenever there is work to be done, you conveniently disappear- except if it's gardening, and whenever there is a treat to be enjoyed, well we all know where you'll be. But hey, you're a kid, that's what kids do :)

I remember when you were born, I know that's what everyone says, but I really do. I was a month off my 21st birthday, so I kind of felt that you were sort of my baby too. I spent a lot of time looking after you (babies were still a novelty and I could give you back as soon as I wanted to go out). I loved teaching you things that I probably shouldn't have (you can have a lot of fun with a kid who is learning to talk) and I, along with the rest of the family, spoilt you rotten... We really did. You used to scowl and we would all encourage you because we thought it was so cute (not mum and dad, they were sensible).

When you were 3 1/2, you were my flower girl. You did such a good job dropping rose petals down the aisle (and then picked them up again when Mass started- just like in the rehearsal). At the reception, you danced your little heart out- it was adorable- especially when you moshed to The Holy Grail. When it was time for Sam and I to leave, you cried when we wouldn't let you come too.

Since Sam and I have been married, you have come for countless visits and plenty of sleepovers. You came to the hospital straight after Alex was born and, to my horror, you saw me getting stitches (then you told anybody who would listen- with a little too much detail for my liking). You are a helpful little Aunty- though sometimes you have more of a sibling style relationship with the kids. Anna and Wacman are quite the fans of Weebz and I'm loving watching your relationships with them develop.

Anyways, it's been an awesome 9 years. You are so full of character and you are always cracking me up. I think it might be nice if you listened to mum and dad a bit more consistently but all in all, I think you're alright :) love you Reeby Peeby and keep reading!