Besides reading the family birthday card which pretty much summed up my feelings, I’d like you to know that you’re getting there. You’re not quite a lovely young lady yet, but you’re getting there. Ish.
I like spouting random thoughts in your direction, mostly because you are usually the nearest person. I like our occasional late night talks, although this goes for your brother too. I like how you’re the second snuggliest person in our family.
I like the fact that we have very similar tastes in anime. This may be because I just happen to recommend some better series than what you used to watch. The same can’t really be said for music but I think it’s just a small generational difference, so still similar-ish.
And now you can watch all your anime on your swanky new laptop or swanky new (although it’s Mom’s old) phone. While I suffer with my old machinery and complain that my 12 year old sister has better gadgetry. Cool.
I still imagine you with a bob because you only decided to grow it out last year and after eleven years of Bob it will be very missed.
Also, you are forever a 10 year old in my eyes.
Whatever. Happy Birthday.