by: Shel Silverstein
One sister for sale!
One sister for sale!
One crying and spying young sister for sale!
I’m really not kidding,
So who’ll start the bidding?
Do I hear the dollar?
A nickel?
A penny?
Oh, isn’t there, isn’t there, isn’t there any
One kid that will buy this old sister for sale,
This crying and spying young sister for sale?
This loving poem was a favorite of my younger brother, Jason...better known as Digger. I used to hate this poem cause he would literally shout it out and they both got quite a kick out of it, as if life was so bad with me that they really did want to sell me. (Probably wanted some dumb ol' puppy or a set of lego's in my place) My older brother, Mike....better known as long haired hippy dude, also liked to chime in when he could and add to the banter. So for years of enduring countless hours of torture and suffering from the 2 of them, I'm now getting pay backs and isn't it great, you 2?!? And for anyone in the market for 2 adorable brothers, feel free to peruse through the following pictures, taken by the 2 adorable, loving creatures themselves on the day of my wedding. Yep, that's right, we didn't find these masterpieces until after the wedding was over and we realized they went around to almost every table, ensuring their spot as the first on the disposable cameras we had placed around the tables. (Sometimes I find it hard to believe we are actually brother and sister...20 million sperm and they were the fastest?!?)
These last 2 are my personal favorites. Check out the expressions....I just shake my head.
Wedding gown....$800, tuxedo's.....$1,000, 20 disposable camera's.....$30, photos that will last a lifetime.....priceless!
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