Watching your little sister grow up is a lot harder than I thought it would be. To me she's still like a baby. A baby with a cell phone, a license, a job, and a debit card.
If you think these pictures are good, it's because Krystin is gorgeous. Inside, and out. The night may have had it's fair share of drama, as do most nights for a High Schooler (am I right, or am I right?) but Krystin looked beautiful, as always,
and had a wonderful time.
Also, bear with me. I'm still learning how to use this whole blog thing.