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.
First,
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?)
Thank you,
Kim, Rog & kidlets for the fabulous weekend!
I love you!
4 comments:
I am superbly jealous that you get to spend so much time with your nieces and nephews. And you're not alone in looking like a doofus talking to a baby. I mean, I don't but....
My favorite part of this post is thinking that you took the picture of you holding the little one. ;) It makes me laugh really hard. . .cause I'd totally do the same thing. Oh, the memories!
Oooh. I am intrigued by the health project
These pictures are so cute, you have a great eye! My favorite is the one of Brightlyn in her diaper, I love her baby chub! Thanks you for coming and helping your crazy sister who loves you! I laughed so hard about your reminiscing and shared the part about me being a light sleeper with Rog. He feels your pain! We talked about how he would get woken (sp?) up by me pinching his nose and telling him to breathe through his mouth and stop snoring. I had to stop doing that because the last time I did it he didn't wake up or start breathing through his mouth, it scared me I thought I had suffocated him. So my new way to get a sound sleep is to where earplugs, occasionally.
I love you, thanks again for your sweet words in this post and for the pics!
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