This is my baby sister.
I usually don't call her that.
I just call her my sister.
She's 16 today.
I would make a joke about how everyone should stay off the road.
But that would be cliche.
I hate that joke.
And she's a good driver.
So everyone stay on the road, OK?
Unless you're a bad
driver.
Then get off.
Anyway,
Today, on her birthday,
I want my sister to know one thing--
I will never stop asking her to fly plastic-bag kites with me.
And no matter how old she gets, she will always be my baby sister.
My baby sister who's turn it is to drive next.
Happy birthday love.
Neva have I eva, in my whole life, met a baby sister as great as you.
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