From the day she was born, my little sister Millie was one of the greatest sources of joy, happiness and motivation in my life.
She’s not just my sibling, she’s my friend.
We’re huge movie buffs who sit down almost every day to watch another movie or TV series, like Frozen, Epic, Miraculous Marybug and Inside out.It’s one of the few times she sits still, eats candy with me, gets fat while I make a great comment about how unrealistic a scene is, or how I think a certain sequence has been made amazing. It’s pretty much the highlight of my day.
We are not very similar in our interests, but we always get along exceptionally well.I try to get excited about things she likes, and she responds to the favor. She will even let me read her stories and will actually sit still and listen while I read things like Fablehaven or Percy Jackson and the Olympians.
It is also extraordinarily right-bodied, and when it focuses on something, it is not easily deterred or distracted.I have to plan an extra half an hour in the morning when I finish it, because she always has to try on at least five different clothes to decide which one she likes, turn in front of the mirror and just ask myself “Sweet?” while I stand around and look at them Wait for her to make up her mind, and if she doesn’t want to wear anything, no force on earth can change her mind.
On Halloween, she just wanted to be a princess, and she would repeat that every time someone asked her what she wanted to be.Not only did she want to be a princess, but she also insisted that I accompany her as her prince. So we had to go shopping for costumes to find one she liked about me, because in my opinion, if a girl asks you to be her prince, you don’t say no.
When we finally drove sweets or sours, she spent the whole night cheerfully jumping up and down and screaming “Sweet!” as we walked from house to house, trying to hug random people when they opened their doors, blowing kisses and blowing on. Chocolate to nibble.
It even turned out to be a gold mine of possibilities, or a candy.
I got too old a long time ago to play sweets or sours on my own, but with it is a completely different matter. I think I got more candy from people than if I had ever done it alone.
Since I will probably play sweet or sour again this year, provided she is still as in love with Frozen as she is now until October.She will probably go as Anna or Elsa and I think I will go as Prince Hans from the South Isles. Last Halloween was probably the best I’ve ever had, and I hope to break that record again this year.
It’s just so incredibly fun to be around, it’s indescribable.Whether we’re going to eat, dance, watch a movie or play with Legos, it’s fun and fun.
She also has an evil and well-developed sense of humour.Mischievous and hilarious, she knows how to make people laugh with her antics, but she’s very picky, which she finds amusing herself. There is nothing better than finally finding something that makes them laugh.
When my family first found out they had Down syndrome, I was a little worried about it.
I was worried that there would be many things i might never get to do with her, and I realized that there was a good chance that one day I could be the one who would take responsibility for her and take care of her. as soon as my parents couldn’t.
But this is something I’m just looking forward to, and I can only imagine very few people with whom I would rather spend my time.My fears about her abilities were quickly dispelled when I met her, and I realized how much fun she would have.
It couldn’t be more perfect, and just being around her is an incredible privilege for which I am always grateful.
In short, it’s wonderful.