The Banana has a way of just deciding that she is now more grown up than I think she ought to be.  For example, last summer, she crawled out of her crib at a much too early age, and took to sleeping in a toddler bed, or her big sister's…

My cousin Lisa was born when I was a spritely eight years old.  I was terribly excited that there was finally another girl in the family on my mom's side.  Even better, my aunt named her one of my favorite names:  Lisa, AND it turned out that she was born…