Upon first meeting my baby sister at the hospital, I was overcome. The muse hit, and the music flowed.
Since then, I must say, I've taken on my new role as big brother with great aplomb. I'm super gentle, hardly ever jealous (hardly), and kiss Abby as much as I possibly can. My parents aren't holding their breath, but so far, I think I've knocked their socks off...**
**CORRECTION: This entry somehow escaped my mom's editorial review, and upon reading, she has insisted that I add the following correction: Over the past 48 hours, I have behaved badly, acting out and doing silly things to command attention. In my parents' words, I have been 'a terror.' I regret the error. And the behavior.
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