Love My Sistas

I've been able to talk to my sisters a bit more lately and it's been really nice. We all are all very different, but we have such a tight bond.

Growing up I put them through a gauntlet of booby traps and endless pranks...oh wait, I guess I'm still growing up because the shock pen last year was freaking awesome! Joking aside, this past year has truly brought us closer. I can tell because nowadays I don't even pull pranks on them that require electricity...I'm just going with jumping out of dark places.

Another thing about growing up....don't play with fire. Fire can burn you, be careful! Something you may not know about me was that I was severely burned on my face when I was in fourth grade. My friends and I made this really cool fireball thing that shot out huge fireballs. Well, it backfired one right into my ugly mug....result...one week in the hospital and no sun for a few years.

Anyway, one of the most poignant childhood memories that I have is how much my sisters cared for me during my imprisonment. They would put on shows for me (I was Crissie's first agent. I discovered her actually.) and just spend time with me. They showed true charity that I'll never forget. I just wanted to give them a shout-out and let them know how much I love them. I'm so proud of all three of them and their accomplishments.


Jan said...

Loved reading your tribute to your sisters -- such a cute family!

cyndi/mom/nana said...

That was really sweet of you to post this for your sisters. I've said it before that when daddy and I were in New York for Lucy's birth and funeral and we saw how you kids (along with your spouses) pulled together for your sister and Watson I knew in my heart that no matter what comes our way as a family even after daddy and I are gone you four will remain strong and there for each other and that's important. You are all productive in the world and have provided for yourselve well. I might add that it's a good thing daddy and I have good hearts, all the jumping out of dark places has taken it's toll on nerves. Remember New York? love mom

Anonymous said...

After growing up and all the teasing and fighting, isn't it nice to have built in best friends when we're all grown up? From, Jennifer (Dev.) Fuller

p.s. Don't forget to tell them you love them every once in a while.

hoLLy said...

you are such a sweet brother(and husband!)

Christine (Lucy's Mom) said...

JOey-- i love you too brat. but you know that right.


Holly- you have us sistas to thank for his sense of style every seen a boy with no sisters? they dress like their moms picked out there clothes.

genevieve said...

So Joey, I forget you had a blog and I just saw this! What a sweetie pie brother! I remember when you were burned like it was yesterday. My heart actually broke when I saw you walking to the ambulance with bandages around your face and arms and crying. I will never forget it. I thank the good Lord for seeing you and us through that....and what a great husband and dad you turned out to be! I think its because you had so many sisters smothering you all the time! ;-) I noticed with the Troy doll incident that you have perfected your Barbie repairing skills. Love ya little Bro!