I visited my brother and sister-in-law (more accurately, my two precious nieces) in Texas last week. It was a time for laughter, silliness, conversation, and Settlers of Catan. I stayed up into the wee morning hours with the adults and sprung to life when Miss Adorable was ready to play. I sacrificed my sleep because I have this hope that a well-spent visit will somehow fill the spaces where these children have expanded my heart, suspending my wishes to “keep them,” as I say, until our next visit. But this is not what happens. They just expand those spaces further. And I miss them immediately.
Go ahead and make fun of me. I know that I’m a version of that stereotypical auntie who goes around squeezing cheeks. My siblings’ children can do no wrong. It is infallible truth that they are, in fact, the cutest humans on this planet. I am that aunt,except I don’t pinch. I knit.
Miss Adorable is the most frequent recipient of my “pinches” (her sister has only been around for four weeks, and her cousin is a boy who doesn’t quite have her same passion for accessories). So while I was visiting, I thought it would be fun to gather all the items I have given her. We searched her room for every last item and had her put on as many of them that she could wear or hold. The photo is charming, I’m certain you will conclude.
Consequently, Miss Adorable thinks that I make everything. On Friday her sister was wearing a KU cheerleading uniform that I bought for Miss Adorable when she was a baby.
ASIDE – The year that she wore the uniform was the same that KU won the NCAA Championship. Here’s to hoping her sister brings the same luck upon our beloved Jayhawks.
Anyway, my brother told her that I gave it to her and now her sister gets to wear it. She responded with a question: “Aunt Quinn, how did you make that?”
Tell me, who do you enjoy showering with gifts?