Thursday, August 5, 2010
Poor Norah, she doesn't know what to do without her sister. I'm not sure why, but yesterday when we dropped Hannah off at Grampy's work, she cried. She was so sad that Hannah was going to Grampy's house, and she was coming home with us. She keeps asking me "where's Hannah?" and even asked to talk to her when she called last night to say good night. We all miss Hannah, that's true, but seems like no one misses her like Norah. I love how much she loves her sister. It makes me all melty that they're such sweet girls who geniunely care, regardless of some of their problems. I hope they can be best friends when they grow up. If they don't kill each other when they're teenagers.