Last Saturday my baby sister graduated high school. It seems like yesterday I was 8 years old in my parent's basement rocking Chelsea to sleep. I remember kissing her little head over and over and over again because I wanted to try to "catch her up" on all her kisses. I knew I had been kissed so much more than her (because I was 8 years older) and I didn't think that was very fair. She has always been my original baby and I will always see her as a little girl in a purple leotard singing Barney. Here are some pictures from her graduation and graduation party. I love you Chels!!!!
