I am that auntie.

I am the not official, 'official' babysitter of my nephews...this has brought me great joy and the realization that i am that auntie...

I am that auntie that tells them if they crawl on the counter and take the halloween candy their teeth with all turn black like mine...my fillings were then examined by a 2 year old and a 4 year old for proof.

I am that auntie that lets the kids play with the box that their new puzzles came in so I can make the puzzle...

I am that auntie that skips sentences (if I can get away with it) in order to get through the stories faster...

I am that auntie that makes up what the pictures mean so that I don't even have to read the stories...

I am that auntie that makes them repeat the words that they lisp...

I am that aunt that asks if they want a snack, so i can have one too.

I am that aunt that gives them smarties just so I can watch them eat them off the floor like hippo's-it's the cool thing to do I guess.

The older the kids get the funner it gets, the harder I have to think to make them believe stuff and do stuff. It is a challenge being that aunt but I find i am quite happy to rise to the occasion...after all what would life be like without that crazy aunt.