When my sister was born I can almost remember every single detail. I went to the hospital with my mom and I asked her, “Are we there yet?” ten million times. I stood in the hall with my cousins for a long time. Then I finally got to meet my little sister. Then I rode home home with my baby sister, my mom, and my dad in my car. Now my sister is five and her name is Meredith. My sister is also sweet, loving, funny, and cute. She is every nice thing you could imange. I LOVE my little sister.