Samantha’s got a nickname. Actually, she and Cassie share a nickname. We call them “The 2.0s.” As in, the 2.0 version of a pretty good set to begin with – Alisha and I. (If we do say so ourselves.) Cassie’s fond of reminding us that they are the “new and improved” version. (Good luck with that, Cass. It’s a pretty high bar.) Anyway, if you look at the pictures Alisha and I have of growing up and compare us to Sam & Cassie, you’d sometimes be stuck wondering who was who. (Sorry, I don’t have an example to show you this instant. Lame, I know. But that would require going through some boxes of photos, scanning one in, and then uploading it. Too. Much. Work. For right now anyway.)
One thing that Sam and I both love? Spa treatments! Yes, it starts at an early age. She turned eleven this weekend and she wanted a spa day. We brought it to her. And if she ever says that Mom, Jessie or I don’t love her, I’m going to show her pictures of us scrubbing little ten year old feet for pedicures. Who would do THAT if they didn’t love her? PS – I’m just posting happy pictures. No need to relive any feet-scrubbing if we don’t have to.
