The Littlest Blakeling

One year ago, today, my little sister, Julie Ann Blake, was officially (according to the Chinese powers that be) inducted into the Blake family. She refused to eat food, she was not even on the Chinese growth chart (and the Chinese are small!). She was terrified of toys, didn't know how to hug, and was a persistent head-banger. She couldn't walk or crawl and consistently engaged in autistic-like behavior.

Now, one year later she is, (to quote my mother) "most definitely a Blake." She loves to perform, she'll imitate walks, voices, conversations, and actions. She eats more than my teenage brother on pizza night, and is growing a nice little "Buddha belly." She says, "Wassup!" (with hand gestures), she jumps, squeals, and laughs. Her favorite items are pieces of costumes jewelry donated by various older women and some pink paisley sunglasses that she loves to slide down her nose and gaze over in disdain at whoever happens to be in her vicinity. She'll stand in front of the mirror and make herself laugh for as long as we let her. She has a "Mama," "Da," a "Cookie" and an "AlBoo," a "Ver" and an "Ka" who love her so very, very much. She's our joy, our delight, and our Friday night entertainment- our little Bops, Juju Bean, Boperoni, JuAnn, Jules.

She's my little sis.

HAPPY ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY AS A BLAKE, LIL' BOPS!

God knew you'd be perfect for our family...