"Two little boys, Steven (5) and
Mike (3), spent the spring of 1980 peppering their mother with questions about
new babies. They were terribly
disappointed when I, their baby sister, was finally brought home. Not only did I cry all the time,
according to them, but a puppy would have been more fun. The family eventually grew fonder of
me, my moms says it happened around my 30th birthday. "
Just an excerpt from an autobiography I had to write for school. Yes, I'm back in school. I even got to work in some lyrics from Outkast.
