Where Did the Years Go?Posted: September 3, 2008
Today, my baby sisters turn eighteen. I’m still having a hard time excepting this one. They are seniors in high school, but both are taking two classes each at a local college. They’ve been there a week and have both decided to change their names. Hannah likes to draw on herself with permanent markers so her friends have taken to calling her “Tattoo”. Sharon has decided her name isn’t sophisticated enough and to correct that introduces herself to people as “Sharona”. I can understand her feeling that way. I probably would too had I been named after Dad’s favorite cow.
Hannah is taking an art class to further her natural talent. She’s pretty good and I’ve been lately lamenting the fact that I can’t get a tattoo or piercing as long as I’m nursing or pregnant which could easily mean none of either for the next twenty odd years. I decided to let Hannah give me one instead with her little marker stash.