My sister is 1 1/2 and I am (almost) 3.
The outfit that sis is wearing is something that Mom concocted with a bedsheet. She had me wear it when I was the same age as my sister here. In fact, there's a photo of me wearing this bedsheet/bunny-thing and I have this strange confused look on my face. Mom tells me that I'm looking at her as she's trying to take the photo but can't because she's laughing so hard at me. I love you too, Mother dear.