The First Good Story

There are a lot of great stories when children are born. Here is the first good story of TJ's life.

(This is recounted with thanks to Samantha's mother)

Sam was really excited after she left the hospital last night. She talked about the baby and asked questions until bed time.

This morning her mother unexpectedly overslept. She woke with a start, imagining having to wake Samantha and get her off to school late.

Sam's mom checked the room to find Sam wasn't in it. She proceeded to go down stairs where Sam was in the kitchen. The cat had been fed. Sam had finished her homework. She had made herself breakfast. She was dressed and ready for school.

When questioned about this (wonderful) behavior she replied that now that she was a big sister she had to be more responsible.

I hold Sam in high regard as a daughter and a young adult. Now - as a big sister - she continues to amaze me.