Ok, so my baby sister has been here 9 weeks so far and, I have to say that she sure cries a lot. Not only does she cry a lot at home, but Mom insists on bringing her with us when we go places (usually the doctor's office). I thought she'd be more fun, but right now, I just really try to stay at the other end of the house, or even out on the deck. Mom keeps telling me to come over and see her smiling, but I haven't seen anything that looks like a smile. I think Mom's stretching the truth a little. It sure is hard trying to get Mom and Dad to play Uno with me while they are feeding the baby. If I blink my baby blues at Daddy, he'll give in and play....but that Mom is one tough cookie. She tells me to wait my turn -- patience is a hard thing to learn, that's for sure. But, it is one of the fruits of the Spirit, so I guess I need to practice.
Even though she does cry a lot (and I mean a lot), I do think she is cute and I do love her. I love to tell everyone we meet (at the store, in the parking lot, while we are walking, pretty much anyone with ears) that I have a new baby sister.
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