Those words…
6:45 am.
Only chance to sneak in a quick blog post and avoid ruining a NaBloPoMo effort.
Before long, the little ones at my brother’s will wake and another hectic day will begin.
One where I might hear “Aunt Rachel” several times. :)
Posted on November 13, 2011, in Writing. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
Sounds like you’re having fun!
I loved having my brothers and sister visit when our kids were young. They (my brothers and sister) didn’t have children and thought my children were fun to play with – all day. The kids really loved the extra attention.
Me – I truly appreciated the short breaks from hearing “MOM” all day.
Even better – they’d play Candyland with them!
My sister in law has this thing against me being “Aunt Sara” – she says I’m not old enough for that. The kids call me “Auntie Sara” and she will even correct them if they get it wrong.
I don’t care what you call me, as long as you call me, right?