It comes out the wazoo.

So, I am going to be an aunt.. again.
This time it is a little different, because it is my sister.. MY sister.. she will be brutally honest about it all... No flower coated stories about the pain being "not that bad" (hello it comes out your kootch!!) She will share the pain and the joy of it all. She deserves little Sabine Kuehnel.. She deserves EVERY happiness... Even if miss skinny minny, My skinny little wonderwoman now has a BIG ass belly.. The prima ballerina who only gave up her craft because it conflicted with Saturday morning cartoons. My sweet playmate who thought it would be funny to tell me to run really,really fast down the hall way .. only to be clothes lined by the yarn she had strategically woven between two doors.. ah.. the good ol days...

Much love sis.