At some point my sister got too big to tug over puddles. At some point she started handing her clothes down to me. At some point she turned 18.
In two months she'll graduate high school. I feel really old about that.
Megan is a lot like me. These photos are proof. She looks like me. You can't hear it now, but she talks like me. The plastic band on her wrist that she refused to cut for this session says she's sentimental like me. One day soon, she'll own a business like me. As sad as I am to watch her grow, I'm stoked for everything she's grown to be.
You'll find her senior portrait set published below. I've taken her school photos every year since she was in eighth grade. Today it hit me that these would be her last. As much as that bums me out, I'm happy to say that we went out with a real bang.
