Well, I think I was seven when it happened. We walked downstairs into the living room, and we each ran towards all the presents (only my older sister and I. My little sister wasn't born yet.....oh, and my stuff didn't cost quite as much, so I got a lot more). We were standing there for about five minutes, schuffling through all the various toys and packages. I was a little disappointed, because I was really hoping for a bike, but there didn't appear to be one. Just then, my dad called out to me and said, "Jordan! Look down!"
I looked down, and saw that right in front of everything, was a brand new bike for me. I yelled in excitement (you should have seen my expression hehe). I was actually climbing all over the bike trying to get to the other presents without even noticing it hehe....
I'll never write in cursive. Not unless I really have to. Seriously, my cursive looks lopsided hehe...
That's why I'll probably never have a good signature!
Mine is not too bad, (except for my cursive, which looks like chicken scratch) so I'm not sure I'm as bad as you say your sister is. Maybe it's a sign she'll become a doctor hehe...