This past weekend was a blast. I went to visit my sister Kimmy and her cute family for a whole weekend of much-needed bonding time.
Madre, Dad & I went to Binny's 6th birthday party at Chuck-E-Cheese's
Bry and Binny with The Big Cheese himself
(is that where that phrase came from? jk)
And the tickets come spilling out!
I love this picture of Lyni. Look at her hair!
She was fascinated with going up the stairs and down the slide over and over and over again.
She'd point and say, "Chock-a-cheese!"
We went school shopping once as a family and I deliberately looked for the same shoes that she wanted, but in my size. To my delight (and her dismay) they had some! I still remember what they looked like. Kim always makes food look really good, aka she's really good at savoring:
- biting the kernal off of the popcorn and saving the soft part for last,
- making a bowl of no bake cookie dough and eating it without forming it into cookies,
- cutting pieces off of an apple rather than just biting into it, etc.
I always craved whatever she was eating. Always. When we were little Kim, Heather and I used to have slumber parties in Kim's room in the basement. We laughed till we cried...correction, we laughed till we wheezed for lack of air! We used to watch the old classics like "Saved By The Bell" and "The Chipmunks" as sisters. Kim was always Kelly or Britney: the pretty, popular one. Heather got second choice: Chelsie and Elenor: almost as pretty and popular. I got stuck with what was left: Lisa (girlfriend of Screech) and Bridget (girlfriend of Simon). Do you see the trend? I didn't like it much, but Kim and Heather had me convinced that they were "just as cute". When Kim was engaged and came home from college, we shared a room together, just like the old days. I didn't get a lot of sleep those days, not because Kim snores, but because she's a light sleeper and insisted that I blow my nose when I was sniffly or get a drink whenever I cleared my throat. I love her, she taught me to love having a room to myself (jk Kim)
I am convinced that it's impossible to avoid looking like a doofus when talking to a baby
(at least for me it is). I honestly can't help it.
I love being an aunt
(have I mentioned that?)
Kim, Rog & kidlets for the fabulous weekend!
I love you!