Sure, sometimes Olive is terrifying and we have to put her in a blanket straight-jacket,
|Hey Olive. Don't look at me like that.|
and sometimes she will stand by the couch every morning with her face on my pillow making little whining noises,
and sometimes when we come home from the wine shop she yanks Rachel's hand while trying to chase an invisible nothing and makes Rachel drop our new bottle of wine (it was $17! This puppy is really getting expensive),
but sometimes she's precious and we dance around the kitchen.
And she thinks Rach and me are the best. And the coolest, because we are now rebels with ear piercings and cute, trendy shoes from the Zappos outlet who drink mint juleps.
|"Mom doesn't like it when you call me Rach!" -Rachel|
|Mint julep snow cone perfection.|
So we did 1000000 fun things like go to a basketball game with Rachel's friends,
|The sportiest of times!|
and drink Middle Sister wine because we're middle sisters,
|U is for you and me!|
and watch movies with Olive,
|Olive isn't a very good couch buddy.|
and paint sheds outside in the 15 degree weather for community gardens,
|N is for anywhere and any time at all down here in the deep blue sea.|
and go to fancy bars wearing cheetah pants.
|She's trendy and runs really fast.|