pulling an Auntie shift

Anytime I get to play Auntie Lib is always a favorite of mine.  My sister asked me to keep the nieces while her and Nate went to plan their church’s summer mission trip in Boston this past weekend.  And by weekend, I mean Saturday through Wednesday.  My shift obviously included three school days, which I have managed to pull off successfully multiple times before.  My crazy fabulous Auntie skills came through again, regardless of the fact that I got very little sleep.

Unfortunately I don’t have a lot of visual documentation from our glorious week together, and what I do have is from my cell phone.  The picture above is the only picture I have of all three girls together.  Atalie was on a major sugar high, Ave had just gotten home from school, and sweet AK stayed home from school with a fever that day.  But let me back up  and start from the beginning so I can chronicle a few of our adventures.

If I recall correctly, it had only been a few minutes since her parents had left, and this little honey was already asking for sugar.  She knows I usually cave to any of her requests.  A few things to note about this picture:  her hat (size 3-6 mths) worn over her hairbow, the hair band-thingy used as a bracelet, and her necklace that matched her outfit and her popsicle perfectly.  What you can’t see is the purple strand of drool from her chin to her knees.

The next notable event would be Averie’s soccer game.  The two year old packed a bag bigger than my pocketbook filled with snacks, jewelry, princess figurines, and my lip gloss that she found in my car.

AK took a book.  She read the entire time while Atalie and I cheered Ave on from the sidelines.  Atalie occasionally stopped eating and applying lip gloss to love on her sissy.  My duties that week included getting Atalie ready for her spring school pictures, and baking cookies for her class Easter party.  She looked super adorable (her pictures had already been taken at this point, don’t worry) and came home with a bag of goodies.  Before I knew it, she had proudly opened three suckers, and wanted to pose with her hand on her hip.

This trip was especially special for this Auntie because I got some quality time with each of my girls individually .  One night when the two youngest went to bed early, Ave and I were able to stay up and have some girl talk.  She is growing into a young lady so quickly that I wish I could slow things down before she is too grown.  But I cherish the sweet girl talks that we shared.  I hope she’ll remember some of the advice that I gave her, and come back for more talks even when she’s my age.  AK and I got some great craft time together. She’s got the family gene combined with a thoughtful giving heart, so she made her mama and daddy a welcome home gift.  She made a jewelry holder from an old frame and twigs, and painted a walking stick with her daddy’s favorite bible verse.  Ata and I spent some time playing pretend.  We put on make up and played (a lot) of princess-like games.

I can only hope that my girls have as much fun as I do when we get to have our “weekends” together.  We usually end up staying up a little later than they are supposed to, eating too many sweets, and dancing around the living room with scarves after the sun has gone down.

Just so I don’t forget, here are a few funny lines from the week:

Please don’t lick your sister’s home work.  Do you want another popsicle instead?

Don’t eat the lip gloss.  Ok, I guess you can put it in your hair.  That is a better option.

And my favorite:

(At 4:30 in the morning as Ave’s alarm clock is going off…)  (Libby) Averie!  Why is your alarm going off two hours early!?  (Ave) I just want to make sure I get up on time. (AK) Aunt Libby is here, you will be up on time and at school early.  Please turn it off!


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