Happy Birthday, Sister!

The craziest thing happened the other day, someone had asked me why my sister is my best friend. That is actually a lie because no one has ever asked me that, but if they had, here is what I would say.

She trusts me, sometimes too much. Even when I say, "Lets go camping near the ocean, we won't need more than a fleece blanket in fall!" Whoops on that, but I am usually right otherwise and so she puts her trust in me.

She is terrified of most living things, which is unfortunate for her but great for me. Shahaha...

She has a death grip on me.

We have the same sense of humor which really works out in our favour because it means we have the best time together. Even when we (okay, I) stall the camper car in the middle of the campground DURING dinnertime and everyone is watching, we just laugh it off and set up camp rather than become ashamed and try to drive away.

And by the middle of the campground, I literally mean the middle
as in I am pretty sure that table was supposed to be communal!

She has the WORST sense of direction but don't be fooled into thinking this is a bad thing. Nooo-ho-ho, this, my friend is awesome because getting lost is such an adventure. Even went you are taking a small car down a 4x4 road (ahem, trail). Thanks for getting lost with me, sister. 

We are similar in that when we do something we do it right! Even though "right" might look different in each of our minds. Cleaning for us isn't just 'tidying.' It is ripping everything apart and completely giving the space a makeover. Label makers are often used in this process. 

She poses the exact same in every picture which is truly a testament to the confidence that shines from her. It is hilarious taking a photo of her, it's like an art form and she has the rhythm down.. the shoulder roll, the slight tilt of her head, chin down.. you go girl. 

She is so helpful. She comes and helps me at the school and gives up her weekend to do so. She will put in hours of cutting, stuffing binders, hanging bulletin boards and listens to me complain about how I think she is doing it wrong through my perfectionist eyes. But I will let you decide if she is REALLY that helpful..JK!!

We truly have a good relationship and you know that when you work with each other for 8 hours everyday and still get along after that..somedays. I also use the term 'work' very lightly. We spent two summers having paint fights, driving around using only the safest of the right hand turns, washing trucks, making food for the boys, sniffing cherry bomb and racing the buggy in the mud and boneyard. The best.

She understands me when I say, "I can't drive down that hill because we probably won't make it back up" and supports my idea to walk. She also understands and supports me on many other levels because she is an incredible individual. 

We laugh until the tears roll down our cheeks and we can barely breathe.

And because of moments like these (and more) that I can say I shared with my best friend:

Happy Birthday there Candace! Have the most beautiful day! I am so lucky to have you as my sister. That is actually an understatement. We have many adventures ahead of us and I can not wait! You are the best. Have a gorgeous day, my friend.