Two of the most heartwarming events in my life were the days that my neices were born. I was unable to be there for the birth of Zoe, who just turned nine but was the first family member, with the exception of the parents, to hold Kaitlin (almost 8) ...which is one of my fondest memories. Another is holding the chubbiest, cutist little cherub Zoe during Passover. Her beautiful hazel eyes staring up at me as I rocked her gently and stroked her hair.
I value every moment I get to spend with them. They do grow up so quickly. One day you are trying to keep one from crying if the one pushes the elevator button before the other and the next, you are telling them stories about how they used to cry about not being able to push buttons. They laughed about that story as if it seemed rediculous BECAUSE they are SO Grown-Up Now. How Ironic!
Recently, Aunt Kytari (ME), has had a lot more time to spend with the Girls. I have had convertables for 12 years but even if there was one with a halfway decent back seat, it didn't translate into safety enough for me; So, I sold my CLK for an S Class with the navigation and Sirius Radio with Disney. I wanted to be able to drive them around more than I wanted to have a Barbie Car. Getting a sedan has fulfilled my intentions as it makes it easier to for my brother to leave the kids with me.
I always try to have something fun and educational to do. Last month we went to the Dallas World Aquarium as it is losing city funding and may close. This weekend we went to the King Tut exhibit at the Dallas Museum of Art. Chances are, this won't be available to them locally until they are my age. It was so much fun as they moved from each display and listened to the commentary on the audio device...I have been to this exhibit several times as a member but was able to experience it with a sense of freshness as a result of their fascination. Surprisingly, they were practically hyperventilating when they saw the Radio Disney vehicles parked outside. That is a "kid thing" I don't quite understand but it was the highlight of their evening when I took their picture next to the van and something they really wanted to tell grandma about this morning.
The other excitement of the weekend was making cupcakes. Or should I call them "Tutcakes". I cooked, iced, cooled, and they made the magic of decorating them. No cupcake party would be complete without glittery princess icing and all of the different types of sprinkles available on the free-market.
My brother showed up earlier than expected and we all iced and ate cupcakes together. My neices didn't want to leave and to be honest, I didn't want them to go either. It is nice to be loved.
Today I used the mixer that my great-grandmother used which could be 50+ years old and I remembered all of the times that I used to be small and watch my grandma and my mom decorate cakes and coookies as I waited anxiously for that moment when I could lick the beaters. All of those memories rushed into my heart and I became the women that I love most in this world as I shared the woman I am and want my neices to become.
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