Sister Shoot...

I bounced as I drove up my driveway, excited that spring was here.  Seeing our Bradford pear trees were in bloom, I asked my sis (who was sitting in the passenger seat) if she would do a photo shoot with me.  She agreed when I said it would only take 15 min.  As we pulled up to the house and started to go inside, I told her I had a perfect dress.  She thought I was kidding.  I wasn't.

This little sister is a tomboy, to the max.  She hated dresses when she was little and hates them now (I tell you, it was a nightmare when we had to do formal family photos).  So when she figured out I wasn't joking, she yelped, "No! I won't do it!" I told her yes, she said no.  After a few minuets of playfully going back and forth, my mother, who had heard us from inside, yelled (in good humor), "I ORDER you to wear the dress!"  And that's the story of how I got my little tomboy sister in a formal gown.  Enjoy these!

Yep, she didn't really like me.