When I was little....

I couldn't talk.
My sister katie, who is 16 months older than i am, had to translate my babble for me.
She understood me.
She was the only one, too.

This is katie.
She is beautiful.
and she doesn't know about this blog.
then again, who does?
perfect.





someday, you will read this, katie.
and when you do, i hope you feel loved and appreciated, because you are by me.
and thank you for giving in and letting me take these pictures.
be a model.