Dear M,
My niece. The first child to make be an Aunty. Today you turned 12. I just can't wrap my mind around it yet. How did 12 years go by? They say time flies by in the blink of an eye. So it should be easy to stop time then right? Don't blink. Just don't blink and babies wont grow up. Haha! Oh how I wish that were true! And yet I don't. Because if time stopped when you were born, not one of my other 4 kids or your 2 other cousins from your other Aunty would be here and that makes me sad to think about not having all 9 of you amazing kids!
But that's not the point of why I'm writing this. I want to talk about amazing you. I want to tell you all the wonderful things about you from the moment you were born. So here goes...
March 15, 2003 my little sis A, your mom, brought you into this world; very early in the morning. You were an itty bitty, most adorable little thing. I became an Aunty for the very first time that day. And I couldn't be happier that you are YOU!
You are so smart. Do you know how smart you are? Let me tell you.
When you were just a week old you tilted your head back in your baby bathtub until it touched the warm water and when your mommy tried to "right" you, you protested and moved yourself back until the back of your head was back in that wonderful warm water.
You memorized the pattern of everyones phone numbers and called Mimi (mommy's and my mom) when you weren't even 2 years old yet. The 2 of you had an hour long conversation before Mimi realized your mom had no idea you took the phone and called her!
Much like your cousin, my first born who is also wicked smart, when you started school you blew your teachers minds. Genius doesn't even begin to cover it. You're going to go places. You're going make something of yourself. You're going to leave a big impression on this little world of ours someday. Mark my words, you will!
Rewind to when you were 3. Your mom had her wisdom teeth taken out and she had a severe allergic reaction to the pain meds and had to go to the hospital. So your uncle and I watched you while your dad took mommy. Being the little miss sassy pants that you are, I can't even remember what it was you did now, uncle Scot was trying to get you to sit in time-out for whatever it was. Well, you got yourself backed into a corner but did yiu back down from Uncle Scot? Oh no! No you most certainly did not! You put your hands on uoir hips, leaned forward and yelled, "You can't tell me what to do! You're not my mommy-daddy! Cuz' I'm M******! You want to know where I was while this scene transpired? I was on the couch across the room hiding my face, laughing so hard I couldn't breath! Uncle Scot picked up your tiny little 20lb. self and plopped you into the portable crib we used for your new baby cousin. You were so mad! And I found it so funny! Little you... going up against your big old "meanie butt" uncle! I will NEVER forget those words you yelled at him that day. Not ever.
The years go by. You swung from the freezer door. Your mommy took a picture before getting you down. You "washed" an apple with an entire box of baking soda. Mommy took a pic of that too! You held a tarantula much to your other Aunty's chagrin. You got suspended from school for telling your teacher how stupid they were (even though you actually were right and the teacher was being a total dick!).
You love big eyed stuffties, Slim Jim's, and you are a girl after my own heart... You LOVE all things tiny! Teensy weensy tiny things!
You are M. You are my niece. Happy 12th birthday! I love you more than any words can ever possibly express.
Love,
Aunty Rosie
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