My baby sister is growing up!! What the heck. She's 17, vivacious, hysterical, sassy, kind and generous with a love for chai tea, Bones, and a clean room. I remember when Mom and Dad brought her home from the hospital and I was scared to hold her because of her weird belly button (umbilical cord, heh. I was 5 and a half.) For years and years, I wanted a little sister or brother and my wish finally came true 17 years ago, and now she's leaving me for college.