My baby sister turned 17 years old this weekend.
{one day they'll spell your name right. maybe.}
As she enters the years of college applications and driver's license freedom, I can't help but remember the little pig-tailed nag she used to be as a kid. I'm so proud of you Tanja--keep being your awesome self, and I hope this coming year will be full of incredible adventures, laughter, and plenty of Kinder chocolates. I love you endlessly.
