Turns out when you blog, folks begin asking if you are gonna blog about them. Case in point... Sister Sara otherwise known as Aunt Lou. Aunt Lou was a sitter for me last weekend while I took my tutued husband to the Halloween party. (If you don't understand that last sentence, see my previous post Tutus Large and Small , I don't have the energy to explain why he was wearing a Tutu or how it was ok or how it is still REALLY weird to think about or... you get the point)
Anyhow, so Aunt Lou was a sitter for us (not to mention Mikey's make-up artist that night) and so therefore, I owe her a blog. So here's to you my little Lou, Lou.
My sister's real name is Sara... no "h". Truth be told mama had something against "h"s hence my name is Cris not Chris...
Random thing my sister does: Even though I go by Cris, she always spells it Criss--on purpose. That would be because she insists on spelling it the same way my grandfather spelled his name. I tell ya, these Benefiel women and their stubborn spellings.
Ya may have caught on that we all call her Lou. Why? Because that is her name... legal name? No. But it is her name. We have called her that as long as I can remember.
Addie calls her Sara, Sara Lou, Lou Sara or Lou. Even the two year old has caught on to the fact that either name will suffice and Lou is preferred... so keep up ...lol!